My kid can ride a roller coaster.
She wants to ride.
She feels safe –
riding this
death defying machine.
I could not—
At her age, I felt unsafe…
Scared of death because I encountered it too often.
It was an unwelcome presence.
Always stalking me-
Stalking my family.
If I died on a foolish ride…
How could I?
Court death.
Ask for it?
Her life feels safe.
She is safe.
Her life feels comfortable.
She is comfortable.
She has what I didn’t.
Somehow, seeing through her eyes,
I
Have
It
Now
Too.
My kid can ride a roller coaster.
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Author:
MommaBear23 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hi all, Just some thoughts to share. Thank you for holding space!
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Comments1
Brilliant!
(nature's
full circle, how it's supposed
to be
we imbue love in our children
and teach them
so they may awaken in us
that innate wisdom in love
showing us
how to live a more rewarding life..)
Beautiful...
(I think, in another life
I may have made a decent father
paint me jealous, lol)
Thank you for your beautiful words. My guess is that you have touched more people than you know, perhaps being a father figure, even if not a 'father'. Blessings to you.
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