Prose Poetry- These Moments Will Not Last
What I once thought would be the best part of life...
My mother spoke the truth when she told the truth to me.
Life is but a journey-
Is what we have always been told.
We start out a children,
Before we know it we have grown old.
Don't hurry through childhood,
My mother had told me.
I rolled my eyes as I stormed away.
Now I wish I saw then what I now see.
We had so much time on our hands
To experience life and all that it is.
But we were all too busy dreaming,
Of a perfect fantasy that we believed we would live.
Now that I am grown,
I realize what my mother meant.
When she said I would miss those years,
and I would soon regret.
- Childhood is temporary-The effects of childhood are ...
HC Porter on Hubpages writes about childhood and how our childhood is the foundation which is our adult-hood.
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A Child's Poem to teach children it isn't always what you can gain but what you give back that matters most in this life. By H.C Porter
Appreciate what you have more than dream about what you want.
I never took the time,
To appreciate what I had.
The lack of stress, and responsibility
With nothing to lose and opportunities to grab.
As the years have passed by
I gained what I thought I wanted to have
Work, bills, children and realizing
That time passes way too fast
It feels like it was yesterday
That I was just thirteen
But as I walk past a mirror,
I am reminded I am now 33.
Wish I knew what I wanted to give up
Pay the bills every month
Lucky if something is left
Search for sales and bargains
Don't be late for work or picking up the kids
No time to think about dinner
No time to think about me
Trying to figure out long division
and how to get everyone in bed by 8:30
Kids screaming in the background
I wonder what happened to my life
Youth is definitely wasted on the young
Who have no clue what it takes to simply survive
Reality loses the fantasy
As we get everything we wanted to have
The stress of reality and responsibility
Deserves more than a laugh
Realizing life isn't easy
Isn't the easiest thing to grasp
But I take every moment for what it is
Because I now know that these moments will not last.
The moments never last- not the good- not the bad
Amazon on Parenting
© 2014 Holly