Charm
If you were a charm
I could hang you from a chain
dangling from my arm
protected from all pain.
If you were a charm
sparkling in the light
I could keep you from all harm
always in my sight.
If you were a charm
hanging from my wrist
shimmering while you sway
unable to persist…
in going astray,
in roaming far,
in rebelling all the day
with behavior bizarre.
But if you were a charm
I might never see
when your heart softens
and returns to me.
©Dawn Paoletta
Linking with my friends at dVerse for the monthly Open Link Night!
Enthusiastically, Dawn 
So very beautiful.
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Love this! 🙂
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makes me think of children…and we can keep them safe for a bit…and keep them close…but we have to let them go to find their way…and so they can return to us as well….smiles…
charm bracelets are cool though….little stories round the wrist…
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Dawna, I enjoyed the vehicle of the charm very much, but I think had you not made it so passive–“If you were a charm…” and instead began “You are a charm I hang on a bracelet…” it would have been more powerful and perhaps opened avenues of thought you hadn’t been aware of. >KB
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Oooh…thanks, I may rework it and see where it leads! Appreciate your input. I was contemplating and writing to/about a specific person, and in the moment.
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You are welcome. I am glad you took my criticism, right or wrong so well. I have decided that it is tiume everyone stepped up and sid what they really felt in a kind, caring and constructive way–which is one of the basic tenents of this group if I am not mistaken. Best>KB
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i’m all for letting go to find or be returned to… love the image you use to make your point
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Ah to keep someone tied.. but still isn’t that return with softened hearts worth a thousand ties..
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nicely done, excellent flow and rhythm
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I read your poem a few times, Dawn. I thought about it. It made me think that I guess if we keep someone attached to ourselves we would never know if they would come to us of by their own choice if they weren’t attached. We might hate to set them free, wondering if they would return. But …. in the end I think it is worth it to really know. An intriguing poem, Dawn.
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Thanks for your thoughts , Mary.
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I enjoyed the message of this. Keeping someone tied to you doesn’t work, in the long run.
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Oh, I so relate to this poem – especially when it comes to wanting to protect our children from all harm, their rebellion, and then their eventual return………you captured it so well.
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I like how you express that, in love as with a lot of other things, freewill matters.
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I am thinking of children, letting them go and them returning to us ~ This is a lovely write, thanks ~
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Lovely write Dawn–we all want to protect them—
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A charming poem of hope!
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Love the ending. Great build-up for it.
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Lovely poem, so sweet.
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Very tenderly done – I very much enjoyed this delicate weave of a simple metaphor. With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
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Lovely, Dawn. Yes, it’s always tempting, when you love someone so much, to hold them too close. This is really beautiful. – Vivienne, of OneVoicePoetry (with Bjorn)
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this describes mother love exactly…lovely words, like a charm!
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Guilty as charged. 😉 Takes one to know one!
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Beautiful. Thoughtful sentiment, and oh, so beautiful.
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