
Hiking with children leaves me wondering
Am I seeing my past or experiencing a vision of their future?
Watching them, I remember my early steps
when everything was new and simple
— when the immediate was infinite —
and I could see all there was to see.
I have a glimpse of the paths they have yet to walk
if they choose to take them.
We’re planting seeds from an unmarked envelope.
This is a beautiful free verse poem about children. I love this line – “when the immediate was infinite.” It reminds me of so many things but mostly of our youngest, now 19, who was so enthralled with nature when he was young. His path is something different than I imagined at that age. Thank you for a glimpse into your day. Looks lovely!
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Thank you, Carol. We don’t know where those paths will lead, but we hope the best for our kids (and grandkids!).
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Such beautiful memories being made and a beautiful poem written.
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Thank you, Donnetta!
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Great ending!
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Thank you!
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