The Soul I Grew - The Boy I Knew
My soul told heaven: I am Mother
Heaven answered: got you, no other.
You came through me, we were one,
But now you're a boy, you are my son.
Although to you I do care,
To the world I must share.
Because you are on loan to me
It doesn't mean you'll forever be.
You are a living arrow flying
Through the universe, trying.
Trying to grow, trying to live
Successfully learning all that I give.
You are a living arrow soaring
To me you'll never ever be boring.
You always show me something new
Something that I never knew.
You always spot the things I don't
I'm too busy, not that I won't.
I give to you, the love I feel,
It's so powerful, so real.
I know you are not mine
You are however simply divine.
But we chose each other,
this time!
Original Work, written by New Mum Online 07/01/2013 - I retain copyright.
From today:
If you'd like to join in head over here: Living Arrows Week 1
Linking up with Emma's #WednesdayWords linky over at Crazy With Twins:
A gorgeous poem - I keep telling you how talented you are. I hope you enter competitions and such like? Beautiful pics as always - and fab linky! X
ReplyDeleteThanks darling. I honestly never knew you could enter a poem in a competition. All of mine are gushy which I doubt would be well received. Liska xx
DeleteThanks for visiting/commenting xx
Great pics and a lovely poem too.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful beautiful poem Liska. And lovely photos too. I love the bottom one of him cycling through the puddle- totally sums up this weather at the moment. x
ReplyDeleteSuch cute photos Liska, he's such a gorgeous little guy. And beautiful words too. Thanks so much for linking up to Living Arrows. x
ReplyDeletePleasure - I'll be back next week x
DeleteWhat a wonderful poem, beautiful words and equally beautiful photos x
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photos! Love the natural effect background in the first photo and the rain-made pond in the second! Looks like great fun :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. I never understand when people say children aren't theirs though. My children are a part of me and always will be. I guess it's maybe a religious metaphor? I really love the photo of him riding his bike through a flood - so cute! x
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely photo and poem, You are so very talented.
ReplyDeleteAwww, lovely Liska. Aaron looks so happy. x
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and what fun that huge puddle is; my girls would love that!
ReplyDeleteThat's so lovely! The pics are lovely, but the puddle one is my fave! :)
ReplyDeletelovely poem!
ReplyDeleteA fellow living arrows contributor here :) Love your photo. I am looking forward to seeing more over this project xxxxx
ReplyDeleteLovely words, lovely pictures
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures and a beautiful poem. You clever thing! :)
ReplyDeleteLovely pics and poem :-)
ReplyDeleteThe freedom you explain giving him in your poem is obviously having an amazing effect, his expression in the puddle on his bike is absolute rapture!
ReplyDeleteRapture is right! I will share the full set of snaps for #CountryKids on Friday night :-) xx
DeleteBrilliant photos Liska! What a talented poet you are.
ReplyDeletelovely photos and great poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem Liska - wish I could write poetry. Sadly not! Love the photos too, just wonderful :)
ReplyDeleteHow much fun does that puddle look?! What a sweet poem too x
ReplyDeleteI love the poem... love the photos as well - my kids love puddles as well, if they see one they must jump in it, no matter how much protest I make ;)
ReplyDeletewow what a beautiful poem! x
ReplyDeleteLove the photos! and the poem :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and that photograph of him cycling through the puddle is wonderful! He looks like the cat that got the cream :)
ReplyDeleteAawwwww, he'll LOVE that when he's older! Cracks a mummy's heart that does...
ReplyDeleteGorgeous and loving the bike and puddle shot. My little one hasn't been off his bike since he got it on Christmas day :) x
ReplyDeleteHow much fun does that look in the middle of a puddle x
ReplyDeleteWhat a truly beautiful poem! And gorgeous photos :)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous poem, gorgeous son, gorgeous pics! There is no better feeling than stamping in the puddles without a care in the world. We should do it more as adults :-) x
ReplyDeleteLetting him do it was me letting my hair down tee hee ;-) x
DeleteOoooh another poetry writer! Fabulous! :) I used write a lot of poetry, not so much now. I love this, and the photos are gorgeous :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poetry - the second living arrows post I have seen - need to find out more
ReplyDeletedo do do! x
DeleteOh my goodness, the size of that puddle!
ReplyDeleteI'll be doing a #CountryKids post to show off all of the pics I took xx
DeleteBeautiful poem x
ReplyDeleteReally love the textures in that top photo x
ReplyDeleteGreat photos. Looks like you guys have a lot of fun together!
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