Lovely integration of photos and words, expressing the poignancy to be felt even with a positive transformation. One gains the sky when one learns to fly, but one leaves behind the nest.
You are so right. Time is fleeting....there is no slowing it down, it doesn't stop, I think we just have to hang on for dear life, and kiss caution to the wind, do the best we can. The young woman before us, will soon be the grandmother.....
a beautiful ode... what a lovely daughter... i cannot imagine my little boy grown up and away; my heart to you, friend... thanks so much for stopping by my place! i'm glad you enjoyed the coldplay. :)
Such a sweet tribute to your precious fleeting time with your precious darling daughter. (I who am wearing braces decades older than she salute her smile.) Hers has to be the greatest senior portrait I've seen!
Sad for the parent, end of an era. succinctly expressed. They fly but unlike chicks, they come back and make you glad for the investment... in teeth too!
time is fleeting
So true, time is fleeting and we change, indeed, the world changes so quickly - without us even realising. A powerful poem, Helen.
ReplyDeleteLovely integration of photos and words, expressing the poignancy to be felt even with a positive transformation. One gains the sky when one learns to fly, but one leaves behind the nest.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right. Time is fleeting....there is no slowing it down, it doesn't stop, I think we just have to hang on for dear life, and kiss caution to the wind, do the best we can. The young woman before us, will soon be the grandmother.....
ReplyDeletea beautiful ode... what a lovely daughter... i cannot imagine my little boy grown up and away; my heart to you, friend... thanks so much for stopping by my place! i'm glad you enjoyed the coldplay. :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet tribute to your precious fleeting time with your precious darling daughter. (I who am wearing braces decades older than she salute her smile.) Hers has to be the greatest senior portrait I've seen!
ReplyDeleteahh- braces and suitcases! great-
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feel up to snuff. Thanks.
great personal poem, and great to see the pics on this one
ReplyDeleteProof that change can be good...
ReplyDeleteI like the repetition of the centre of the poem. Even without the pictures, you do realize the story. Very nice.
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great write...time sure does fly and they seem to grow up right before your eye...
ReplyDeleteWish mine would fly away...
ReplyDeleteNicely done. I like the repetition, and the photos are beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteSad for the parent, end of an era. succinctly expressed. They fly but unlike chicks, they come back and make you glad for the investment... in teeth too!
ReplyDeleteWish I had some teeth to straighten.
ReplyDeleteCool poem there Helen!
Blink, and they're gone--how does that happen? You caught that feeling very well. Thank you.
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