I've shared this poem once before, but it bears repeating. I love it so much.
Prayer for Our Daughters
by Mark Jarman
...May they find a place to love, without nostalgia
For some place else that they can never go back to.
And may they find themselves, as we have found them,
Complete at each stage of their lives, each part they add to.
May they be themselves, long after we've stopped watching....
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(Read the whole thing here, at The Writer's Almanac.)
Robyn Hood Black has the round up this week at Life on the Deckle Edge. Robyn's post today is all about haiku, which made me hunt up the haiku posts on my blog -- bunches of them, here.
6 comments:
So beautiful, Karen. So glad you posted it again. Thank you!
I'd not read this before. It s a good prayer. Sometimes I think about the adults I see out in the world and have to remind myself that they were once someone's little boy or girl. And then I wonder how they got to where they have ended up. Perhaps someone forgot to pray this for them.
Gulp. That was beautiful.
This is gorgeous, Karen. I shall read this to my daughter. :)
Simply beautiful... thank you for sharing.
So happy you were all as bowled over as I was. :)
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