I hold on very tight to this precious gem,
for her sweet love is the greatest gift of all.
It's cherished always, from beginning to end
strong bonds that endure and will never fall.
It's difficult for a parent to watch them grow
as tiny hands slowly evolve into adulthood.
Many try to remain cool, and go with the flow
we can't stop time's march even if we could.
Instead, we must show trust in the child
give her the space to learn even by failing.
Resisting the urge to run away and hide
as we learn to enjoy every fall and spring.
One sad day thy nest will suddenly be empty
hordethe memories, be sure to have plenty.
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Sonnets
PuisiA collection of poetry written in a specific rhyme pattern. I hope you enjoy reading these sonnets as much as I did writing them.
