Growing Pains

You wake up with no senses
Over the coming seconds
New smells flood your brain
Dizzy lights dance across the sky
Hearing beeps and muffled voices
Being lifted in the air, feeling the doctor’s hands on your wrists

Going home, in a comfy stroller
Looking around at new sites
Houses in deep shades
Cars in light shades
A bright sky
Things you cannot possibly describe
Falling asleep in a crib upstairs, your mother next to you
She looks at you as your eyes close, suddenly afraid of the darkness

The first day of school awaits
Colors everywhere: red, green, yellow, blue, and purple
Everything is so bright and welcoming
The teacher welcomes you into the classroom
Sitting next to you is your longtime neighbor, and you realize something
You’re going to be here for a long time

The first day of middle school is before you
You don’t want to get up, but you do anyway
Dragging yourself downstairs towards the bus
You head to school
There is your elementary school crush, who waves to you
You wave back and go to your classes

Heading to 9th grade is no sweat
You already went from elementary to middle school
Your mother drives you
She gives you a peck on your cheek
Saying goodbye to her only baby

Its the last day of senior year
Hanging out with your friends
Getting the courage to ask your crush to dance
A kiss under the night sky
Stars dancing, a nice breeze

Heading to college
A new world
Your mother sobbing in the crowd
Hugs you tight and wants never to let go
You wave goodbye

You meet a person you want to grow old with
Meeting their parents is a challenge
Your partner switches views
You move on

This is the one
You clink glasses and celebrate
You propose under the evening sky, a sea of oranges and violets
They accept and slip the ring on
One kiss

At the wedding
Your mom greets you and walks you down the aisle
You give her a hug
Your life is starting

You kiss under the trellis filled with white blossom
Heading home in your car
Talking about the beautiful day

You have your first child
A beautiful name, Amelia Rose
Your first blossom on the family tree
A second baby, Lily White
Another blossom on the family tree

Your kids head off to college
It’s your turn to wave goodbye
Just like your mother, those many years ago

Your mothers funeral
She was already declining
You put a white blossom on her casket
Whispering a prayer

Your kid’s babies
They are brought into the world
Being a grandparent is exciting
You only wish your mother could see you now

And now it’s your turn
You’ve already accepted your fate
You say goodbye to your loved ones
As the last candle flickers
You slip into the darkness

Goodbye smell of candles
Goodbye to the touch of wood on your bed
Goodbye water, the taste still on your tongue
Goodbye family, holding their hands
Goodbye voices of your daughters
Back where you came from
Goodnight