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Yesterday's Child.

Rating: 5.0

Wings of adulthood grown, now I can fly
And will sing myself loud into each day.
Early elation comes easily, - - trying
To grow up too soon though loses the way
It takes time to learn the language of life.
Just enough lifetime to teach free thinking.
So here I stand, nakedly clean, priceless
Waters now tested, my feet on the brink,
Clean sheeted, my bedrock of yesterday
Still lingers on, but now a child I am not.
Uncalled for scheming is swept all away.
How to be glad to be me not forgot.

As yesterday's child I shall take a bow.
Adventure in life I will find somehow.

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There is so much wisdom here 'it takes time to learn the language of life'. I love your spontaneity and like Ian 'clean sheeted, my bedrock of yesteryear'. 10 love Karin

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Ian Bowen 08 August 2009

Fay, liked the whole poem...I did however, especially like your wonderful line: 'Clean sheeted, my bedrock of yesterday'.10/10 Ian

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Sue Sie 08 August 2009

When a child we want to be all grown up......Keep young at heart and in spirit. There will always be new adventures....10++ Sue.

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Nimal Dunuhinga 07 April 2010

I learned the language of life from yesterday's child. Thanks Fay.

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Bob Blackwell 19 August 2009

Fay, I go with the other Bob's sentiments on this one. Of course age is no barrier, the lessons learned, have taken time, hardship, good times, parent times, noticing times, spirit finding times, thoughtful times, happy times gone wrong, and of course the pain the hurt, the love received, the caring too. What would you pay for all that experience, after all it is something nobody can steal, so enjoy and keep writing poems like these. Love Bob 10+++++

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Bob Blackwell 19 August 2009

Fay, I go with the other Bob's sentiments on this one. Of course age is no barrier, the lessons learned, have taken time, hardship, good times, parent times, noticing times, spirit finding times, thoughtful times, happy times gone wrong, and of course the pain the hurt, the love received, the caring too. What would you pay for all that experience, after all it is something nobody can steal, so enjoy and keep writing poems like these. Love Bob 10+++++

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Shashendra Amalshan 12 August 2009

This is kind of an inspirational write Fay.. not like your other ones.. still good indeed.. Nice words of wisdom...... 10 Loves and hugss shan

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Bob Gibson 11 August 2009

Each day we find a new road to travel with wisdom it seems, problems unravel confidently strolling life's pathways ahead age is no barrier its all in the head

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