Quote of the day:
There was a time when we expected nothing of our children but obedience, as opposed to the present, when we expect everything of them but obedience.
-Anatole Broyard


I watched the flame glow...
I thought it was the most beautiful thing.
"Never put your hands into fire"...Mother's words echoed in my ears.

So the perfect time came.
The fire mesmerized me...with tiny hands i took aim.
I inched closer.
And with just one finger i....

I watched the birds flying...
Some perching on top of leaves effortlessly.
"Never climb those trees"...Father's words echoed in my ears.

So the perfect day came.
The birds were singing my name...
It was like a dream...a little better than ice cream.
I timed it..and with my little frame i climbed..

I watched the weather transform..
Cold winds chasing out the warmth.
"Never go out in the rain"...Mother's words echoed in my ears.

So the perfect moment came.
It rained..water was running down the drains.
With little legs...I ran outside,arms outstretched.
A virtual tango with the rain...

Little legs have grown..
Tiny hands all gone.

I sit here and ask myself...
When did the adventures stop....?



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