watching my children grow

[writer]

just wondered what anyone thought of this:

Your cheeks reveal their shape
The inches add themselves
The years creep up behind
I cannot bear it

The first become the thousandth
The thousands can't be counted
The steer becomes your own
I cannot bear it

The word are fully formed
No longer ends but means
Labels for your thoughts
I cannot bear it

The bond becomes a wrench
The line of love a stop
To let it carry on
I embrace it

bolox, typos:

Your cheeks reveal their shape
The inches add themselves
The years creep up behind
I cannot bear it

The first became the thousandth
The thousands can't be counted
The steer becomes your own
I cannot bear it

The words are fully formed
No longer ends but means
Labels for your thoughts
I cannot bear it

The bond becomes a wrench
The line of love a stop
To let it carry on
I embrace it

what does

the steer becomes your own

mean?

they charge of their own lives?

'take' charge

i was thinking of passing down a cow

bleurgh is what I think, sorry.

ha! ha!

Is this fairyfly's ex?

Very thoughtful, but not enitrely sure what it is about. Is it about ageing?

I quite like it but am not sure about the "I cannot bear it" repetitions. I know what you mean, but I think somehow that phrase seems to overload and drag down the previous three lines each time.

But it does what a poem is meant to (in my book) - crystallises a haunting fleeting feeling that I get when I see my own kis growing.