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The Love Of Family
You’ll never earn a child’s respect
Through blackmailed bribery
You’ll never buy their devotion
Demanding that they see
You or indeed spend their time
In worshipping the ground
On which you walk; They can’t be bought
Nor will they e’er be found
Until you start to step up to
The mark; be honest too
And stop dangling a carrot for
Them to then follow you
Nor give them gifts or scare them from
Those whom you maybe hate
For children have autonomy
Their own pathways create
And only by your selfless heart
Will they then turn to you
And see your unconditional love
Be inspired by what you do
For they did not chose to be yours
They don’t elect to be
Tied up in your emotions nor
Your deep set jealousy
But they will love you to the end
They’ll love you; ask for nil
And you – well honour them for who
They are; Be constant still
And be the best that you can be
Embrace the truth and see
That you can’t buy and cannot sell
The love of family!
There are those in society nowadays that believe that children can be bought with rewards, bribes, demands – call it what you will. There are those who subscribe to the doctrine of blame and blackmail to get their children to do their will. There are those who coerce and believe that they can use all this to control children even starving them and taking away their basic provisions in order to stamp their authority like a brand on their own children. The truth is children are their own person and have the right to autonomy and as they grow older they learn that others too have similar rights. If we as adults don’t allow them to develop this and have their own voice, and respect them, then how are we ever to expect them to do likewise. This isn’t about pampering to a child’s will but stepping up to the mark with responsibility and love. This poem is dedicated to all those children who are forced to live the life of another and not their own, and our prayer goes out to them. It is written from my heart to theirs.
I Don’t Feel Very Christmassy
I don’t feel very Christmassy
I don’t know what to do
So much to fit into the day
Is it the same for you?
For though that sounds a bit Grinch like
Damping the Christmas cheer
There’s always so much to get through
Just at this time of year
For Santa needs a letter writ
And presents must be bought
And cards filled out and posted quick
And special food be sought
And decorations must be hung
On trees lit with bright lights
As well as parties planned and such
That last into the night
Then crackers brought for added fun
And Christmas songs be sung
With stockings filled plus mince pies out
And yuletide bells be rung
And family activities
Must all be set in place
To make sure the best time is had
As Christmas is embraced
Yet through all this, I wonder if
We’ve lost sight of just what
Makes Christmas Christmas all the while
We may have lost the plot
And possibly forgotten that
It’s time to celebrate
A baby’s birth and family
To make Christmas first rate!
Nativity scene at Sacred Heart Catholic Church, in the historic Barelas neighborhood, Albuquerque, NM, Jan 2008. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Sofa Surfing
It’s time to surf the sofa
To park and not to move
To chill out and relax a bit
Get in the weekend groove
And then when Monday comes around
We’ll galvanise with glee
To make plans for the next weekend
And time with family
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND 🙂
Are We Nearly There Yet?
Are we nearly there yet?
Those words all parents hate
That climb aboard with little child
And on the nerves do grate!
For as soon as engine starts up
And wheels begin to turn
They just believe that time will stop
As journeys end returns
And in that very instant
All children seem to think
That by some “Who’ish” magic
They’lll trade those forty winks
And reach their destination
Almost immediately
Where “are we nearly there yet”
Will become – “what is for tea?”
Local call number: N043879 Personal Author: Fredgant, Don. Title: Children and dogs in a car: Tomoka River Region, Florida Date: 19–. Physical descrip: 1 photonegative: b&w; 4 x 5 in. Series Title: (General collection.) Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida, 500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL 32399-0250 USA. Contact: 850.245.6700. Archives@dos.state.fl.us Persistent URL: ibistro.dos.state.fl.us/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/x/0/5?library=P… (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Sibling Rivalry
Why do my boys flick pencils
At each other’s ears?
A way of sibling rivalry
That’s been going on for years
An odd thing some might ponder
Flinging pens about
But at least I should be thankful
As they smile and seldom shout!
The Many Hats Of Mum
In life mothers wear many hats;
Like teacher and a nurse
A cook and bottle washer and
Accountant with the purse
A chief negotiator plus
Chauffeur and Mum’s taxi
A best friend and a playmate too
The maid in the laundry
Domestic engineer as well
Entertainer – all for free
Babysitter and a baker
Organiser of diary
Save also child psychologist
Or crafter – you decide
Plus any numbered sorts of roles
In ‘let’s pretend’ aside
So ask a Mum for her CV
And no shadow of doubt
There’s not a job here on the earth
That Mum’s have not tried out!
English: Hats… (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Embraced By Weekend’s Kiss
I wish you all a fun weekend
Of fun and family
Of laughter and good cheer and more
Of happiness and glee
I wish you all some r n r
To chill and take a break
Some time to spend with those you love
Some time that is first rate
I wish you all pure joy and peace
A weekend of sheer bliss
Recuperate; restock; renew
Embraced by weekend’s kiss
all flickr friends, a relaxing, healthy weekend (Photo credit: dicau58)
Our Children’s Future
He sat there in his office
With no reality
And thought of such a good idea
One that pleased him not me
“Let’s make a ‘university’
For children aged from two
Yes let’s incarcerate their souls
Forget their parents too
For if we catch them while their young
Then we can be quite sure
To grow and then develop them
To learn oh so much more”
“Like robotic citizens who’ll
Vote blue just like their blood
That we’ll have tainted through the years
Brainwashed in tidal floods
Of government control and reign
Where they’ll be less contact
With Mum and Dad for all we know
They’ll lead them off the track!”
“Yes,” he thought, as he enjoyed
The musings of his mind
“We’ll get them all in our control
And then you’ll simply find
That all the problems will just go
Just up and disappear
For children should be into school
Before their second year”
“Before their parents can destroy
Their perfect little lives
For we the government knows best
For all the under fives!
And blow those psychos who might say
Attachments will be lost
And stats – well they’re most likely wrong
Why would there be a cost”
And so as he just sat and spoke
My eyes began to burn
With tears for childhoods to be lost
And many more concerns
For there should be no hot pursuit
Of children while their young
Save for encouragement to build
Bonds that will stay so strong
Bonds with the carers of these babes
Whose in their arms they lay
Not lay the armour out and treat
Small lives in this cruel way!
Apologies now for any who might be offended by “political” poems but after the latest opinions proffered last week and the general trends in educational policy that are being reported at the moment, this is my heartfelt plea to allow our children to keep their childhood, to go out of our way to encourage and support the nurture of strong and lifelong bonds with children’s primary carers and a keener eye on their emotional and psychological well-being for positive, healthy outcomes in later life.
Baby Hugs (Photo credit: celikins)
Be You: Be True: Be Brave
Walk away from those defiling you
Retreat from those who call
You names or throw you sticks and stones
For they are bullies all
And know through faith and family
And friends who you can trust
That beauty isn’t skin deep nor
What’s on the surface crust
But look a little deeper and
Be real to who you are
To live the life intended so
You rise and do not scar
For worth is there for you to hold
For you to have, to save
And love is unconditional
Be you – be true – be brave!
Ginz&Tonic 