Christian Poetry: 'Letting Go Again'

I wrote this poem years ago in contemplating how we lose our carefree nature in adulthood. As children, we don't have much to worry about. But as the years go by, we turn into stressed worrywarts, carrying the many burdens of life on our shoulders. Being around children helps me to remember the fun and joy I once had and to learn to let go again.

Picking wildflowers on a summer's day

Little girls giggle in carefree play

And the sounds of their merriment linger in my ears

Reminding me of what I've lost down through the years

For little girls grow up and see the thorns for the rose

Weighed down with worry, the heart folds underneath all its woes

The laughter drifts away, tears accustom to their flow

Oh, but the children are teaching me to let go again

Seemed time moved so slowly when I was young

But now the days fly by and then they're gone

And the regret of yesterday, and the dread of tomorrow

Too often rob me of present joy and leave me with sorrow

For little girls grow up and see the thorns for the rose

Weighed down with worry, the heart folds underneath all its woes

The laughter drifts away, tears accustom to their flow

Oh, but the children are teaching me to let go again