I was moved to write this poem, purely and simply by the very special birth of my first Grandchild. It was my first poem in recent history and spawned the re-birth of my creative spirit after a dormant twenty five or thirty years pursuing a career and raising a family.
Becoming a grandparent is very special and everything it is cracked up to be, but may be even more than that. I guess what flowed from my head when I wrote the original, was an attempt to explain the excess of feeling that was almost overwhelming. It also seeded a stream of thinking for me about our children and how important it is to give them love and security and how they thereby become a measure of our success in ensuring, insuring, assuring humanity of it’s future health. Parenthood [and Grandparenthood] is not to be taken lightly.
This version is (hopefully) the final edit, following a number of edits over the following year or so, which included a valuable Poetry Surgery with the highly rated poet, Kona MacPhee.
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