Revised.

Yesterday's Child.

Wings of adulthood grown, I can
now fly
and will sing myself loud into
each day.

Early elation comes easily,
while trying
to grow up too soon loses
the way.

It takes time to learn the language
of life,
just enough living to find
free thinking.

So here I stand, nakedly clean,
with priceless
waters now tested and feet on
the brink.

Clean sheeted, my bedrock
of yesterday
still lingers on, but now a child
I am not.

Uncalled for scheming is swept
all away.
How to be glad to be me
not forgot.

As yesterday's child I shall take
a bow.
Adventure in life I will find
somehow.

ron flowers
What an enjoyable read, Fay. My favorite line, "It takes time to learn the language of life" That is oh so true.

sonetta
"with priceless waters now tested and feet on the brink" a celebration of life and all it has to offer!

Karin Anderson
You have crafted this poem beautifully Fay in a wonderful form. The message, photograph and images all entwined to make for such a joyous poem all from the pen of a lady with the experience of life...

Bob Blackwell
Yesterday's child has had a life time of knowledge to absorb, I feel you have learnt your lessons well Fay. To mature to happiness with discipline, common sense and the love for life you have is something we all should aim for. Think of all the lovely poems we would write!

MoonBee
Very Nicely Written of Life's Reflection. Excellent Title, and Poem Speaks So Much To The Kid, Still In All Of Us ... Maturity, Coupled With Innocence Is Priceless ... and At Least, We Hope To Stay Ever Youthful... This Poem brings that out Beautifully ... MoonBee

nimal dunuhinga
Thank you so much for teaching me the language of life,so grateful to you Fay!

Ernestine Northover
Good on you Fay, that's what I like to hear. Enter the brave new world and seek out the way. Love the last two lines.