Linda Barnes


This Woman, My Child - Poem by Linda Barnes

It seems like yesterday
When our eyes met
I looked you over
Complete, from head to foot

Seeing the color of your eyes
Your hair strawberry blonde
Your pale white skin
You were mine

All through the years
I would watch you close
Standing in the way
Of anyone who got too close

You preferred me
Over anyone else
Saying 'Momma Hold You'
As I would start to leave

I pampered you constantly
And as you grew more
You wanted to let go
Of my hand as we walked

This incredible child
Grew into the woman today
Needing me less
Wanting to spread your wings

Look at you now
This woman you are
Loving her children
Just like me before that

We shared our lives
Not without some price
Having to let you go
So you can have your life

I will always look back
Remembering our time
Full of love and devotion to
This Woman, My Child

Topic(s) of this poem: daughter

Form: Abecedarian


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written 3/11/15 For My Daughter

Comments about This Woman, My Child by Linda Barnes

  • (3/11/2015 4:45:00 PM)


    A wonderful depiction of life, love, growing up...and the cycle of life... This poem is a gem. (Report) Reply

    (3/12/2015 8:53:00 AM)

    Thank you for your kind words.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 11, 2015



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