The babe-in-arms
barely registers
others as
not self;
The toddler
does,
but seeks to
crawl, then
walk, then talk
- and then is at school,
finding just how scary the big kids
are,
‘till,
years later
the toddler is now one,
and then
is youngest student
at high school,
finding just how scary the big kids
are,
‘till,
years later
the student is now one,
and then
is youngest undergrad
at university,
knowing how much more
the graduates know
and chasing that same
degree,
‘till,
years later
the undergrad has that
desired degree,
and is
least experienced
in chosen profession,
‘till,
years later
the grad now has
hoary experience,
and
maybe,
experience of life
in family
or travel
or fields less well travelled.
And ever onwards,
always is seen
the back of those
who have gone before,
and ever onwards,
as time passes,
the new becomes
one of those
who have gone before,
and the question
must be asked,
babe-in-arms,
toddler,
child,
student,
adult,
is any one
better than the other?
Is any one
but a stage
to what comes next?
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2012 I undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit, of course :)
