She stood by the trees
Green leaves glowing in sunlight
Hope and desire glows
From her perfect skin
Her blonde hair like a halo.
My heart breaks
For my fondest desire
Is to grow old and frail
With my springtime girl
She stood by the trees
And smiled back at me
I waved and smiled
Just friends, not lovers or donors,
Friends for a while
And I wish her well
A long and happy life
As I watch and wonder “what if?”
I found that free form verse scrawled on a paper in my 16 year old son’s backpack. I wasn’t snooping, he told me he had a paper in there I had to sign.
But it broke my heart, a little, to see him so grown up, but yet still so young.
His father and I have had “the talk” about the different life spans of regular humans and those of us who are vampires.
I know the girl. Her name is Amber. She always kisses our cats when she comes over with the usual pack of teens for swim parties and study groups. She played Olivia to his Orsino in the school production of The Twelfth Night.
He let her go so she could date another boy, a boy who isn’t him, a boy she won’t fall in love with.
I see him through his bedroom, black skinny jeans, hair in his eyes, skyping with friends, laughing. A normal 16 year old by anyone’s standards.
First published July, 2012
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
They grow up too fast, too soon.
How beautiful that a lovely young man can feel this way about a girl ~ Oh! The romance of it all.
Ooooohhhhh…. I remember this poem from the first time you published it, Juliette. And it still touches me deeply!! How wonderful young love is! – And how “explosive” to the same time… we all get older. 🙂
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