I can't seem to stop writing poetry or reading poetry. I think it is safe to say I love poetry and I love sharing great poetry with others.

I.

As my third child grows

among different tree lines

I still hold him close.

You turn six today

as I gaze upon your smile

the Lilacs bright bloom.

Soon you will need space

to stretch your arms to the sun

or curl up in nest.

I will be there too

along with space and sun

wherever you are.

II.

Run in open fields

find many caves to explore

smell all the flowers.

Experience six

with such emotion and joy

store for a lifetime.

Whether you are six

or any other Birthday

I will tuck you in.

III.

Now wait for next

see your temperament change

hold onto the new.

You will always be

the same as you are today

even when away.

You grow like a tree

like each branch each pine cone

to a cloudless sky.

© 2019 Jamie Lee Hamann

Comments

Dianna Mendez on April 27, 2019:

Such a sweet poem. Your child has a wonderful parent!