MY ChIld

MY CHILD

I know you’re living in
another world
with money,
glitz and social distractions,
and life unflagging–no time for
breathing,
in the corporate world
where stress prevails.

Your time is precious and
must be guarded,
subordinates suckle it
eagerly
to their advantage,
selfish underlings
who seek to gorge with
greedy intention.

You left my nest with much
encouragement,
support bestowed,
my heart overflowing,
as gifts of intellect and talent
answered calls to greatness—
destiny beckoned.

Your absence left a
vacuum,
and now there’s
an
empty room where
you once were nurtured,
but
love will follow,
wherever you go,
to greatness or failure,
you’re still my child.

By Gerald E. Greene
Copyright 2017, by Gerald E. Greene, All Rights Reserved

 

 

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