Ephemera - Child's growth – Poem

 

A smile, a captivating smile,

Breaking the tide of the morning spell,

Winsome as the fluttering of a thousand butterflies,

A warmth so profound, that it stokes the fire of love,

A child, a child, a beaming little child.

 

A bud so encompassed in its own warmth,

Breaking free with a little step,

Leaving the warmth and comfort of home and hearth,

Stepping forward into a world of learning,

A child, a child, a confused little child.

 

A small whimpering smile, a fleeting touch,

A new friend, a new companion,

Mingling slowly, a little cry, a little groan,

Winning hearts and breaking free,

A child, a child, a bewildered child.

 

Gaining confidence day by day,

Making friends and learning fast,

The rules of the school and its master,

Somethings, always not to one’s liking,

A child, a child, a steadfast child.

 

Wandering through the labyrinth of knowledge,

Seeking, searching, acquiring from page to page,

Learning from each word, a sound, a whisper,

Gaining from the wisdom of the past and the present,

A child, a child, a studious child.

 

Winning smiles all the way, breaking bread along to sway,

Achieving goals, setting targets and making plans,

Seeking comfort, wealth, fame and fortune,

All in a blink of an eye, all grown up and ready to face the world,

A child, a child, no longer a child.

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