My Children Poem by Buxton Shippy
My Children
Rating: ★3.5
One is old enough to bat;
Two are learning still.
It's prime time now;
And Time is fading.
A lesson to be taught,
For each moment spent;
Saplings to be watered,
Oak growing strong.
Tangible legacies scant;
Immutable principles abounding.
Weigh each word spoken,
Seal eye-gates with locks.
Calculate each twist taken;
Order each turn with rocks.
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mystery
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4/19/2024 5:28:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beginning line captured my mind. My favorite are the 5th and 6th: A lesson to be taught, for each moment spent.