Growing Up Poem by Mary Spain
Growing Up
The day I could no longer walk with ease
Beneath the table, made it clear to me
That I was growing. Soon my parents' knees
Were way below my eye-line. I could see
Above the window-sill and out, far out,
Into a world where adults knew it all
And children yearned to grow and be about
Such fascinating business. To be tall
Held out a promise greater than mere size.
When I achieved full stature I would know
Those peaks of knowledge conquered by the wise -
All that remained for me to do was grow.
Yet wisdom gained shows wisdom still ahead;
Grown up, I find I'm growing down instead.
This is a very nice poem.. but as my father says... when measuring people's height, you must measure from your head to the sky, the more it measures the wiser you are.. Thanks for sharing. ana
A wonderfully observed picture of not only growing but learning lessons along the way.
I remember being able to walk underneath my parent's table: -) and I remember my own sons doing likewise and I expect if I am lucky enough, some day a grandchild too.....such a common experience and yet so very, very special......just taking a walk beneath a table: -) Like you I am still learning, acquiring knowledge and I've just learned that you are a very talented poet. Ruth: -D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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i grew, just reading it.. wonderful milady.