Life in Poetry reading, writing, reflecting

Life in Poetry reading, writing, reflecting
April showers bring May flowers

Friday, 13 March 2015

To my Daughter

She is sailing without the wind,
bobbing on the waves.
Without direction she bales
out onto a smaller raft.
Deadlines on the horizon 
closing in.

What can I do to help her ?
She relies on us but in her mind
a storm struggles
with the sunlight.

Just out of reach the goals she sets
herself flounder with the dusk.
A long time will pass and once again
her eyes will open on the wonders
of the world.


©susanbauryrouchard

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