11th
Grade Theme: Raising Children
By Anna Hardcastle
And they waited so long for her
Then, finally, she stirs
With her eyes of azure and she
Smiles with such great beauty.
Her mom stares happily, she shines
As she tickles her spine.
So peaceful, so benign- they blink
Now she’s five, dressed in pink
And they can’t help but think, five years-
Gone far too fast as feared.
Now she’s ten, she has tears- she fell
Off her bike and she yells
She doesn’t feel so well. Her mom
Comes over, keeps her calm.
She’s fifteen, off to prom. “Say cheese.”
They smile big in the breeze
She’s every girl’s envy. And now
Five more years; moving out
They are taking their vows for life.
They say “now she’s a wife
And now it is her life.” Five more,
She has one to adore;
He is already four, so quick.
She asks Mom, “What’s the trick?”
Mom tells her, “Don’t panic, it’s fast
You will wish it would last.”
They reflect on the past with grins
She caused their world to spin
“It’s her from here on in,” they say,
“It went by like a day
But at least we can say she’s great,
After such a long wait,
And now she has to wait, not long.”
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