Friday, April 28, 2017


"I love you and don't be a stranger' I said as I hugged my daughter good-bye this morning 
after she was home for a two-day visit

 (its a little like trying to picture a flower you've never seen; certain of its loveliness but unable to grasp it)

Dear Daughter,
You won’t ever know how hard
Those heartstrings tug
As we are drawn apart
Or how the words ‘I love you’
Seems too small for worlds
Cradled deep in the heart
 …and you won’t ever understand
The tender depth that shapes
The tear, the year soft-flown
No, you won’t
Ever understand, my dear
Until you have 
a daughter of your own


© Janet Martin

1 comment:

Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!