Strength Is A Child’s Journey

06 Mar

Child, oh child—unburdened before life.

Fallen star from the heavens—

Floating—on water’s golden light.

In that sunrise—

You carry wood, smile, and be polite.

Helpful as ever-present.

You placed yourself— in my heart

And lifted my life’s purpose—carried—

In your embracing arms.

We sit— in our own houses now.

I look at your photograph—loving you—

Remembering— how strong you are.



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19 responses to “Strength Is A Child’s Journey

  1. frederick anderson

    March 14, 2016 at 3:07 am

    Oh, to somehow recapture that innocence and newness! A poem to keep in my heart.


  2. M

    March 11, 2016 at 9:55 pm

    tender and sweet ~



    March 7, 2016 at 2:30 pm

    This gives me a chill. I sometimes follow that floating light and am jarred by the separate house I now live in.


  4. Magaly Guerrero

    March 7, 2016 at 1:15 pm

    Love the warmth that come out of these words… and I recognize that bittersweet nostalgia, too.


  5. Jae Rose

    March 7, 2016 at 7:52 am

    What a wonderful tribute – lucky to be treasured and to be able to treasure


  6. Sumana Roy

    March 7, 2016 at 1:22 am

    when a star is on the ground it naturally has its own strength…love the rich imagery you’ve used…a moving poem ZQ…the reading is wonderful…


  7. Luk Lei

    March 6, 2016 at 10:52 pm

    Very nice, crazy how it all goes so quickly.


  8. James Toma (Jamztoma)

    March 6, 2016 at 8:28 pm

    Radiant and nostalgic. I love those two.


  9. 1sojournal

    March 6, 2016 at 7:22 pm

    My very first attempt to write poetry, came after the birth of my third child. Thank you for reminding me of that and why it was so important,



  10. Trudesses

    March 6, 2016 at 4:57 pm

    a child fallen star from heaven…a gift of precious love…


  11. gillena

    March 6, 2016 at 1:35 pm

    Nice nostalgic mood here. Children grow up but the child never leaves the parent’s heart

    Thanks for linking up at my Sunday Lime

    Much love…


  12. Purba Chakraborty (@Manchali_Purba)

    March 6, 2016 at 1:00 pm

    This is so touching. Beautifully weaved.


  13. Sherry Marr

    March 6, 2016 at 12:37 pm

    This is so moving, my friend. I love the photo! And that he lifted your life’s purpose…………so true. That’s what children do. Such a loving and beautifully affirming poem. It hit me right in the heart – ka-pow!


  14. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    March 6, 2016 at 12:06 pm

    Love how you looked back.. children have a way of growing up don’t they?… and photos have a way of waking memories.


  15. Sanaa Rizvi

    March 6, 2016 at 11:26 am

    This is so touching.. lovely write 🙂


  16. magicalmysticalteacher

    March 6, 2016 at 10:18 am

    I always like it when poets look at old photos and write new poems. You’ve done well!


  17. thotpurge

    March 6, 2016 at 10:05 am

    What a lovely photograph…and such fond memories..


  18. dsnake1

    March 6, 2016 at 9:46 am

    this is so tender and touching, my friend.
    yes, we draw strength from our children. their journey is the purpose of our living. 🙂


  19. Mary

    March 6, 2016 at 9:39 am

    A very touching poem, ZQ. And I love the photo. Children do grow up, don’t they? And one must remember those times & also reflect on just who it was that helped develop the strength in the personhood they exhibit today.



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