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Position:Home>Poetry> Do you like my other large bucket of corn pudding?Question:***** Can Sheryl come out to play by TD Euwaite When wee ones play at adult games Keeping score sans pity and shame The damage done, when measuring Is broken hearts and fractured chins And still, it seems, we let them go Allowing them their falls and foibles Untroubled by their beggar’s tears Unshaken by such childish fears I stand and watch, impervious to pain Remembering not to referee It’s me I see, crying there Sticking tongue, pulling hair I laugh at what I used to be Those fifty years ago And hold on tight to lover’s hand And watch her as we go… ***** Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: ***** Can Sheryl come out to play by TD Euwaite When wee ones play at adult games Keeping score sans pity and shame The damage done, when measuring Is broken hearts and fractured chins And still, it seems, we let them go Allowing them their falls and foibles Untroubled by their beggar’s tears Unshaken by such childish fears I stand and watch, impervious to pain Remembering not to referee It’s me I see, crying there Sticking tongue, pulling hair I laugh at what I used to be Those fifty years ago And hold on tight to lover’s hand And watch her as we go… ***** TD, you ol' softy. You brought tears to my eyes. This poem is so lovely and loving. Just beautiful. Do indeed like! Wonderful recipe! It is nice you laugh for memories last. I like the reference to adult games and to the damage done. Makes you think on different levels, which for a poem, will cause me to score high. Now do you want to play "kick the can". Child or adult style? You have fond memories and are wise, Obi One :) And still, it seems, we let them go Allowing them their falls and foibles It's those two lines that did it for me. I am not a parent myself, but this is the thing I think has got to be the hardest, in whatever metaphorical manner you want to interpret it. Be it climbing on the monkey bars or dropping out of college;learning how to drive or joining the army. Very well put. You should be proud of this work (speaking beyond just the poem, of course.). I do the same with my children. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Nostalgia is a distraction. Your poem was a welcomed one, well done. |