A Tender Age

A tender age indeed it is when first we’re born to this wondrous world
Upon another our lives hinge, completely dependent on
a mother’s love
A tender age we grow through as our surroundings are explored
Danger’s faced at every turn, it’s a miracle we survive childhood
A tender age entered into, impressionable through the learning curve
Where hearts are broken and spirits bend without a conscious awareness given
A tender age throughout our lives with errors and
detours and milestones
Accomplishments accentuate the life moments we hold most dear
A tender age it is indeed when departing this world we are
We realize that all through our lives how we’re dependent on another’s love