Haiku – the end of the day
by poetrydiary
My child’s eyelids, soft,
filled with trust as I leave her,
each winter evening.
Copyright © 2011Matthew Rhodes
This poem was inspired by wewritepoems prompt 42 – a safe place. I feel her bed is a safe place for my daughter, and it’s always an emotional experience kissing her goodnight.
poetry diary 
Serene image.
…and really difficult to express. I’m not yet completely happy with this one: there’s almost too much emotion for a little poem and it’s all too simple for a big one….
Thank you for liking it.
I like the idea a lot. And it’s serene, too (I go with live2write2day on that).
May all children’s beds be as safe as your daughter’s. Nicely crafted.
It is lovely. I remember those days and hope to have grandchildren to remind me of these moments [my children aren’t moving very fast in that direction].
If you are still playing with this, consider “close” instead of “filled”. The action then shows the trust rather than your saying it.
Thanks Margo – she is usually asleep (hence filled not close)! But I’ll think about it some more too.
So sweet and perfect, Matthew.
As it should be in a world where
there is so much heartache for
children.
Pamela
Blow too much emotion for a small poem! This one is so beautifully crafted, and your love shines like a lighthouse on a stormy night.
nicely done with emotion…..thanks for these words and sharing them
Your kid’s lucky. So many monstrous, treacherous fathers out there. Solid write, this. Salute.