Because: a parent’s poem about childhood

Because: a parent’s poem about childhood

Kirstie Profile Small Because: a parents poem about childhoodHow many reluctant poets write their own versions of Roses are Red, Violets are Blue around Valentines day to celebrate love and impress someone special? I don’t normally go in for that kind of thing. But recently I became choked up while giving a talk to the female version of The Rotary Club. And I was inspired to write a love poem. But not to my husband. Check it out in the video above. 

A love poem, but not to my husband

The function suite of the Longlands Hotel down the road has probably had its fair share of emotional moments as people have proposed during a romantic meal or tied the knot. It’s probably hosted a fair few funeral teas too, which are probably even more intense. So I’m aware of the room’s past history of tears and tiaras, but I don’t expect to become choked up while giving a talk to fifteen ladies of Carnforth’s Inner Wheel.

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These are fleeting memories of a childhood long gone… at Long Meg, Cumbria, 2006

An anniversary celebration

It is ten years since we set up the Family Adventure Project, and during the talk we show some videos to illustrate our adventures with video and slides. I’m actually talking about fish at the time. About a day on a fjord in Iceland where we failed to catch our tea. I’m watching rods bobbing and heads nodding, and suddenly I’m struck by a strong feeling that I can only describe as love, which is immediately followed up by a feeling of loss.

Stuart is giving the talk with me. But it’s not him I’ve fallen for. It’s the three faces in the boat on the screen in front of me. My three young children, who aren’t young any more. It’s almost a punch to the stomach, the knowledge that I will never again walk with them as toddlers, play with them as tweens. Hannah is the youngest and in another couple of years will reach double figures. The boys, now eleven and thirteen, have left those years far behind, burying them deep in a Minecraft maze, whittling them into the wood and the wind at scouts, or emptying them out of their pockets at secondary school to make room for lunch pass and mobile phone.

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Will we ever ride a kiddy back tandem again? On our way to the Baltics, 2010

A moment of love and loss

I yearn for these carefree characters. For the freckled faces. For time with them all over again. But they are gone. Once the video clip is over I have lost them again. I pack up the screen, but the feelings stay with me.

Later I write this poem, and combine it with the video of the boat. I want to mark who they were at that moment in time and to keep that moment clutched in my fingers for a little longer. Before I have to let it go. Because letting go is sadly what love, and parenting, is all about….

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Another moment gone. Never to be recaptured, just remembered in a snap. Gullfoss, Iceland, 2012

Here’s the poem in full. Do you feel the same? Do leave a comment and let me know.


Because you outrun shadows, darkness cannot catch you

Because you’re effervescent, the world is never flat

Because you are impatient, your minutes have more seconds

Because you trust in strangers, you aren’t too scared to wander

Because you are surprising, you are still inspired to wonder.


Because you are inclusive, you are never an outsider

Because you are immortal, you cannot fear the future

Because your road is endless, you take it at a dash

Because you have no past, you’re not loaded with regret

Because you don’t hoard grudges, you are able to forget.


Because you’re glitter coated, you don’t go chasing gold

Because you believe in fairies, you wear a magic cloak

Because you are your own company, you are not alone

Because you conquer nightmares, you are bigger when you dream

Because you aren’t suspicious, things are always what they seem.


Because you’re freshly minted, you expect us all to shine

Because you’re self sufficient, you don’t miss it when its gone

Because you are creative, you make the world your own

Because you are a winner, you haven’t thought to fail

Because you dance on sunlight, you will never ever fall.

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The unbridled joy of childhood contrasts with my feelings of loss. Jumping hay bales in Iceland, 2012

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  1. Gretta @ mumsdotravel February 11, 2014 at 9:01 am #

    Kirstie, this is a beautiful poem. I’m the same, I get very wistful when I look at photos of my kids when they were younger. I hope the Carnforth ladies understood!

  2. Kirstie February 11, 2014 at 2:32 pm #

    Thanks Gretta. It all goes way too fast doesn’t it? Faster than you can comprehend. One moment you are picking the fluff off their lollipop and the next they are beating you at Scrabble.

  3. Nadine Hill February 17, 2014 at 10:10 am #

    What a lovely poem! It is a blueprint for how we should try to be as grown ups- I really enjoyed it and well done at your creativity!!

  4. Mari February 26, 2014 at 9:32 am #

    What a beautiful read, this is why I do my best to get my photos off the hard drive and into photo books so I can look at them as often as I wish, so much easier the old fashioned album to pick up than on the PC

  5. Liz Firmstone May 20, 2014 at 7:30 pm #

    Hi Kristie,

    I really enjoyed your poem! Would you mind if we use it on the back of our 6th grade graduation program at Lincoln Elementary School in Iowa City, IA. I don’t want to infringe on your copyright but I think it would be great to use!

    Liz Firmstone

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