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A Mother’s Son

One minute, he was a baby
A small, innocent child
The apple of my eye and more
So tender, meek and mild

And then before I knew it
He’d got to six foot three
A strapping, independent lad
Leaving nest and family

Venturing out to greener fields
To take the world by storm
Whilst finding out for himself what
Path will become his norm

Creating his life on his own
His choice and making too
A fiercely independent chap
Striding to pastures new

Yet in his wake my heartstrings
Stretching from Mum to boy
With built-in elasticity
Connection to employ

A dichotomy or paradox
Willing him to go far
Yet feeling twinges and the wrench
Emotions slightly charred

But also by the same token
Being proud from job well done
With joy and thrill that’s just saying
“Become a man my son.”

“Become a man and blend your life
Make footsteps in the sand
Ones of contentment; happiness
By which you will then stand”

“And be compassionate with grace
Upholding honour true
For boy now grown up; fledging flown
I will always love you!”

A Mother's Son

 

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Teens

They said the teens would sometimes be
A trial; a testing time
A time when doors were slammed in face
And moods would rock not rhyme

They said that attitudes would be
Perplexing at the least
That from such sweet and charming child
Would rise pubescent beast

They mentioned that all speech would be
Replaced with teenage grunt
That hormones would then wax less wane
And surge unchecked rampant

They said to batten down the hatch
To put an armour on
Against the throws of teenage might
When thy will not be done!

But therein lies the issue
For in the teenage years
The will becomes a sticky thing
A battle of ideas

As young minds learn to realize
What makes them think and tick
Their values; not those of their folks
No longer ruled by sticks

A time where pure autonomy
Becomes the thing that they
Harbinger after and crave for
Save each and every day

A time when they take up the wheel
To find a pathway clear
Where wise parents help read the map
But let their teen then steer

Where cars still have dual brake systems
Yet just one set of gears
And plans and dreams stretch out ahead
Reigns loosened year on year

So when they say the teens will be
A trial; a testing time
Take heart for it is not always
And can be just sublime!

Teens sharing earphones, listening music outdo...

Teens sharing earphones, listening music outdoor. Summer time. This image is taken from SCA’s international report Hygiene Matters 2010. For more info, please visit http://www.hygienematters.com . (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Spare The Rod And Spoil The Child

Spare the rod and spoil the child
So the saying goes
But that is not to say that you
Can beat your children so

Or chastise them inappropriately
Deprive them, knock about
Demean, bully, intimidate
Or constantly just shout

It doesn’t mean the naughty step
Is what they really need
Or to be locked up in a room
Until they then accede

It simply means that firm values
And standards should be taught
With love, respect, autonomy
Compassion and support

It means that patience should be there
To take the time to show
The children of tomorrow’s world
Just what is right to know

It means a rod to reel them in
As fish look to the bait
The bait – the message that will save
Them from the ways of hate!

So spare the rod and spoil the child
Be careful that you know
The kinder ways to teach children
To help them really grow

English: animated: Lady Justice at Dublin and ...

English: animated: Lady Justice at Dublin and Old Bailey (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!

Sibling Rivalry

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...

English: Hats… (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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

Baby Hugs (Photo credit: celikins)

To

To hold a child’s small hand
To hear their fast heart beat
To listen to their song and rhyme
To walk their steps petite
To hear their worries and their toils
To understand their mind
To take the time so selflessly
To give; to be so kind
To uplift all their worth
To cherish their esteem
To speak with love; to act the same
To let them hope and dream
To pray for their safe keeping
To keep them from all ill
To save them from a fallen path
To bid them their free will
To accept them as they are
To teach them every day
To lead them to green pastures
To believe in what they say
To honour and protect them
To help them do their part
To see the good and happiness
To hold their hand and heart

 

holding hands

holding hands (Photo credit: aarongilson)

 

Teenage Perception

Whatever can I do with them
They’re right out of control
I’ve tried to rant and tried to rave
I’ve tried to rock and roll
My character and even gone
Right down the silent line
But nothing seems to help them cope
And nothing’s ever fine.

They really are quiet difficult
Throughout these teenage years
What can I do? How can I help?
Perhaps they’ll turn to peers
And seek a little comfort from
Their baffling attitude
Oh the trials of adolescence –
Help me lift my parents’ mood

To Yourself Be True

To My Children:

You know I’ve always tried so hard
To do my best for you
I’d give my all if that would help
Make sacrifices too

I’d not stop at any boundary
Nor falter to go on
If you needed me I’d be there
I’d stay and not be gone

And yet now that you are older
My best is not so much
The need for me to hold on still
But let go of my clutch

For the best now I can help with
Is access on those days
You need a shoulder or a hand
Or light to guide your way

So that then so ultimately
It’s simply down to you
To take the best of all you’ve had
And to yourself be true

To Yourself Be True

A Single Moment

If I could create a single moment
Then I’d choose one that would be
Full of happiness and kindness
Expressing how much you mean to me

To show you that I love you
To uphold and lift and care
One to take away your burdens
And answer all your prayers

A moment that would stop the clock
To bring out the sun so bright
To shoot a star up in the sky
Against the moonlit night

To give a glimpse of heaven
To shine down a faithful ray
Yes in a single moment
I’d create the perfect day

A single moment