the realization of a father that his little girl has grown up and that he must let go.
Those were the days of the rainbow
When the winter ended, the good weather came back
And you, with the moon and the stars in your eyes
Felt a hand touching your skin,
And while you went crazy for the scent of the flowers
The night was lit with a thousand colours.
You were lying, little girl, but you got up as a woman
You're stronger and safer, the adventure started
Now they're little girls, old friends
Who meet in a group to play
And still dream on a moon beam.
You live your life as an important woman
Because when you were sixteen, you already had a lover
And one day, you'll know that every woman is mature
At the right time and with the right measure.
And in your runaway you'll find love
You'll leave the past behind for better times,
Those were the days of the rainbow
Pictures of that chocolate covered mouth
Forever remain in my mind
Goodbye my little treasure
It's time to have your own rainbow.
a re-release of one of my older poems, please feel free to leave behind a rating...a high one hopefully if you like the piece....I welcome all comments and if for some reason you don't like the piece please don't give it a low rating, just message me telling me why!!.......Thank-you......take-care.....Ciao, Nico.
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"You'll leave the past behind for better times," good words for a growing/gorwn child.
"Pictures of that chocolate covered mouth
Forever remain in my mind"...they stay "little" to us, don't they?
this is a wonderful tribute to a child...lovely imagery and a nice even flow.
i liked this brought me back to when i was a teenager and then growing into a woman. You really capture the essance of what it feels like to love lose and realize your potential as a woman, and i like that you use a rainbow. so colorful. Great job on this one
::sigh:: yes, so true. i have to agree with the many reviews before me, this is a good piece - and i also feel that it is the best one of yours that i have read thus far :)
'And you, with the moon and the stars in your eyes
Felt a hand touching your skin,
And while you went crazy for the scent of the flowers"
just lovely. really tangible... and sweet.. bittersweet... made me think of me and my daddy. we're going through a rough path right now.... growing pains, i am sure
I understand the kind of memory attachment you have to your daughter in this poem. i long to relive the past at times so much that it drives me crazy. It makes me feel like I can't move forward, but what I also understand is that whether I'm moving or not, Life is going on. And that's one of the beautiful things about life, it's a cycle. Your time is over with your daughter, but you will be able to enjoy the company of her children(if not already).
Life is such a magical place, why does it have to be so complicated sometimes. I'm sure we all ask ourselves this.
Many girls are daddy's girls (I was) so it was sweet reading this story. I have a daughter myself and will experience some of the same anxiety as she grows up. It's bittersweet to let them go into the world to find their own way, but it's necessary and beneficial for their growth. Very sweet and good read.
49 year-old italian male who's been writing for a long time, took a long break from writing and it's only in the past year and a half that I have rediscovered my passion for writing again.....I love r.. more..