A Poem (And Letter): Heart Flows

Summarizing life and goals for a distant future with a child who wil be older then.

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Hearts come and go. Yet in the flow and surges, something we know: something there is that urges greater outpouring, even adoring, as thump in, thump out, the heart measures what life is all about.

Hearts come and go. Yet in their quiet moments a realization. We know what each one learns: the life-sustaining power, that thump, thump, thump every hour, measures more than health. It thrills and trills, to every moment's wealth.

Hearts come and go, sustaining through all strife the core that is within, heart-calm amidst the din of life, of struggle, of hope. Short cares, and then the steady thump; all measures of the past. The glory of the first exceeded only by the last.

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Dear Son: We are part of a long line of hearts which have been subject to joy and laughter, tears and sadness, strength and weakness, love and rejection, birth and death. In short, subject to the human condition with all its fears and daring, truth and error, disappointments and triumphs. Your mother and I offer our hearts and the love therein. We will do our best, as you do yours. Then one day, if we are so blest, we will sit down on a sun-spattered porch at sunset, compare notes, adjourn for supper, and continue into the night in front of a crackling fire, still comparing notes and thoughts, remembrances, and humor as the younger members of the family talk of us as "the old folks." Our love is yours this Valentine's Day and always, and we will look forward to that sunset and that crackling fire. Dad and Mom

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Loi-Renee 5 years ago from Jamaica

This is a very beautiful poem and the letter is touching. After all, what parent doesn't want to be there to see their child grow into one of the "old folks".

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Perspycacious 2 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond Author

Loi-Renee - Is it really three years since this was posted and you commented? Here's hoping all is well with you and yours.

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