Of the sweat....

Of the sweat....

Of the sweat on a brow 

I was made one summer

apparently....

physical, somewhat mechanical.

Pushed and shoved I was, even after.

If I remember...

Oh! Yes! the pampering began,

the unconditional love;

Life was grand.

I could not have done better!

Until.......

the real push came

I found myself

unprepared,

lost,

scared.

The world was just too big!

The pampering stopped,

the unconditional love;

obsolete, no-more,

and somehow.......

I needed money

and it wasn't free!

So much for a bargain!

Then I had to find love

but where?

Only to find out

I was assigned to do

more pushing and shoving;

physical, somewhat mechanical.

Only to have sweat on my brow!

Must be summer!

Reviews

[Riddhi]

I really liked the poem ..It was of the short and sweet type..Keep it up and thanks for sharing..

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks riddhi

[alifeacoustic]

And it all comes without an instruction manual too, incredible. It's almost like they want us to fail :)
Well expressed Andrew.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your kind words Lorry:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

in spring we are taken care of by our parents...but in summer of our lives, it is time to earn our own way...that sweat on the brow is a sign that we are trying to find money, love, happiness... and sometimes we just find the world is too big, and we want to go back.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you J One can be consumed by it all!