Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Grown Children - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Little babes held in arms helplessly dependent
Growing day by day…becoming independent
Learning how to communicate and make their way
Leaving Mom and Dad…moving a distance away

Whether far from home or moving just down the street
An ounce of relief is joined by a feeling of being incomplete…
Grown children are missed…even though it doesn’t show
A ringing phone brings hopes of hearing them say hello


Comments about Grown Children by Theresa Ann Moore

  • (6/22/2008 9:44:00 PM)

    Nice read Theresa! Oh, the phone is ringing, has to be one of my, grown children!
    *10*! !
    Best wishes, Friend Thad

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, June 23, 2008

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