Push me daddy,
push me high
Make my toes touch
the sky
Your big, strong hands
upon my back
keep me safe,
'til they retract
to send me soaring
on my own
and wondering
why you left me
so alone
A very touching poem, Susan. You make the art of painting with words look so simple.
Susan, ah the pains of growing up so lovingly told here. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. Hugs David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the memories of a child with her father is very rarely written and captured with such beauty. thank you for sharing. a ten