Friday, May 24, 2013

Poetry Friday: To a Daughter Leaving Home

For every parent, and for every parting ....

To a Daughter Leaving Home
by Linda Pastan

When I taught you
at eight to ride
a bicycle, loping along
beside you
as you wobbled away
on two round wheels,
my own mouth rounding
in surprise when you pulled
ahead down the curved
path of the park,
I kept waiting
for the thud
of your crash as I
sprinted to catch up,
while you grew
smaller, more breakable
with distance,
(Read the whole thing here, at The Writer's Almanac.)

Find the Poetry Friday round up at Jama's Alphabet Soup.


jama said...

I've always loved this poem. Perfect for this season of graduations and new beginnings. Have a lovely holiday weekend!

Ruth said...

Ugh, it's coming for me all too soon. My daughter's finishing up her sophomore year. :-(

Mary Lee said...

Did you notice that BILLY COLLINS will be taking over duties at The Writer's Almanac at the beginning of June?!?

YAY!! I can't wait to see what kind of a spin he puts on everything!

Karen Edmisten said...

Hope your weekend is lovely, too, Jama.
Ruth, it's coming too soon here, too, and Mary Lee, yes! Can't wait for three months worth of Billy Collins' picks.

Bridget Magee said...

*goosebumps* My daughters are growing up too fast and I will be experiencing this too soon. =)

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