Adult Children

We watch them going their way
Expressing their opinions stating
Their dreams and goals
It becomes difficult at times
To remember them as children
Representing our dreams and goals
This is a pleasant stage, yet at times
Confusing and even lonely
We have done so much, we together
Have lived and grown creating a history
Known as family. That is a simplistic word
Unable to express years of emotions
Family equals complexity yet with each
Passing year, I understand the wonder
Of intertwining lives that share a bond
Of love uniting each individual into this
Unit, this nucleus, called simply a family.

written by Pauline August, 2003 (c)