Devil’s Lake

I want them to go up high

I want them to choose their steps

I want them to see the slippery rocks

But step on them anyway

I want them to grab trees they trust

But pass by the weak branches

I want them to run ahead on the climb

But turn to watch for me

I want them to be thirsty

But not want to stop

I want them to remember me

But come on their own

4 Comments on “Devil’s Lake

  1. I love when poetry articulates ideas I have thought but never thought to write down. That was this poem for me.

  2. We want so much for our children but also know they are the ones to latch on to the challenge and to make good decisions along the way. And we hold our breath from afar.

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