Mixed emotions of parents of young adult children who move far away.
This poem tells of the mixed emotions of a mother when my daughters moved to live overseas. I reflect on the precious moments with my daughters as young girls and long to be physically close to them. The poem captures my deep love and longing for my daughters while acknowledging the reality of their separation. I hope they will reunite one day and the poem emphasizes the enduring power of love and care. This heartfelt poem speaks of the universal experience of parental love and the challenges of letting go.
When I was a young adult, I took the opportunity to spread my wings and fly away and now the opportunities had presented themselves to my daughters. Who was I to hold them back from exploring the world? I did support their decision, despite my deep desire to keep them close like a mother hen protecting her chicks. They were no longer my chicks to own. Beverley Joy
Listen HERE – Poem – A Mother’s Love Sent from Afar
I had a dream before I woke up today
I was walking along the shore by the bay
With my daughter, only three years of age
It was one of those perfect days.
I looked down at the palm of my hand
In it, her soft small, plump fingers lay
Tugging on my hand as she skipped and sang
A tune she made up along the way.
We walked slowly; we were in no hurry
The refreshing sea breeze blew gently
Brushing our skin, our hair dancing
The Autumn sun warmly kissed our skin.
Her delicate wrist, her nails soft pink
Her skin was as unblemished as her life was innocent.
I lifted her hand to my lips to kiss
My motherly love poured out through me
As I whispered, ‘I love you, my dear’
She looked up, her face and eyes smiling.
I woke out of my dream and back to reality
In which I knew it was true indeed
I had not kissed or hugged my daughter
Months had passed since I had seen her.
Now, an adult and living overseas
I longed to see her smile and laugh
And wrap her again in my arms
Talk with her, face to face.
I knew that I could visit her new abode
But it wasn’t the same as her living down the road.
But for now, I have the memories
Of my dream, so real it seemed
When we talk on the phone, I say
‘One day I’ll catch a plane your way.’
No matter how far away
Send them your love and care
Knowing that your thoughts and prayers
Will reach your child without delay.
Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry © 2023 All Rights Reserved.
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