Grow Up~~Not Away

Where are you going my tanned faced son?

Will I see you again my child?

Do you know what you're doing?

Have you thought of your life?

May I perhaps smile?

I want peace now,

And love too,

For you,

Son.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I read a couple of poems that diminished by one syllable per line until it ended with one syllable.  So, I thought I'd give it a try.

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Melissa Rives's picture

Neat style, nicely said! :)