A child clutches at her father's finger,
Her hands held firmly by her mother.
A woman wants her man's ardent arms
Wrap her in strength and loving charms.
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A child clutches at her father's finger, Her hands held firmly by her mother. The eternal lament of loving parents- - - we raise them to be good responsible adults and then we sob when they leave the nest! ! ! We humans are contrary creatures! ! Well-written poem here. Enjoyed the read very much.
@Susan Williams, Thank you so much for commenting on my poem. You have rightly said that 'we raise them to be good responsible adults and then we sob when they leave the nest! ' - Yes, indeed, and that's the 'eternal lament of loving parents'. Much inspired by your reading and appreciating, dear poet.
Bonds of Love! Complete satisfaction. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
My pleasure to share my poems with all the readers of this poetry site, EKL.