Outgrown
Inspired by Artwork, Motherhood, & Mikeydred's Challenge
I used to be enough for you
In the beginning
I was everything you needed
I cradled you tightly
And kept you safe
But all my love did
Was encourage you to grow
Giving you strength
Until you outgrew me
And my love
You pushed against me
As you stretched to reach the stars
Unable to follow you
I shattered
And set you free
But even as I lay in pieces
I see how magnificent you've become
My heart misses you
Yet it bursts with adulation
And contentment
Your beauty was able to flourish
You became what you were meant to be
Because I loved you first
And gave you space
When you needed it most
I always knew I could not hold you forever
It was my privilege
To cradle you as long as you needed me
And to let you go
When you were ready to fly
About the Creator
A. J. Schoenfeld
I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.
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Comments (5)
Your rich descriptions really draw you into the scene. Masterfully done.
Painful and beautiful. Perfect combination for poetry. Well done!
Oh this is beautiful. lovely.
This is a wonderful poem and love the image you used
A mother's love? Wistful, painful but also inspiring, A.J.