our children gift
give depth in dimensional
meaning in our lives
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I read somewhere that: ' through their children, adults live a second childhood'. Your poem resonates with that statement. I especially enjoyed the penultimate stanza - really poetic.
I also liked the penultimate stanza, the first extant stanza where I used flower seed imagery would be the final stanza od 'Snowpower' back in November 81. Adults living a second childhood through their children is a beautiful motif and experience, my father's mother called me Old Top when I was a few years old because she said I had walked this world before, an incredibly gifted wise giving women who played around eight musical instruments. Some get to live their first childhood with their children :)