He never was the Dad like the other boys had, / He was the Dad that most boys should have had.
There was this moment, when I was trying to teach something to my 2 year old daughter and it hit me in that moment. And this poem got written in 5 minutes after.
We stand there together, me and my Grandpa. His hand on my head, my hand on the axe. Neither of us smiling.
Memories, dreams and renderings of my late grandfather(who was never actually late at all)
My Parent’s Told Me So, My Parent’s Told Me So I remember growing up in a poor neighborhood when t…
Every young boy has a dream of becoming a super hero. I wanted to believe that Superman was real and I was set on becoming the next one.
My Parent’s Told Me So I remember growing up in a poor neighborhood when the toilets were outhouses and when our hero’s on television …
A boy remembers his childhood days when action hero’s were in comic books. Superman was his hero and he wanted to be the next one. When the first television set was introduced it was in black and white. This young lad learns a lesson, but you need to read it and find out what dumb things he gets into.
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To test your love you must approach the judgment gate. If your love is pure, you will cross together,
I would ask no questions and do as I was told. The people that surrounded me acted as anchors, using their words to keep me in place. I l…
It can be very difficult to ignore the suggestions of those you love. If they love you they will understand that you know what is in your best interest.
A mother feeds her infant child / Herself an infant, has turned wild / Starving brat upon her breast / Which still appears a child’s chest
this was written a long time ago but I think it is possibly more relevant now than it was even when I wrote it….its dark and the title is confronting but without confrontation of some sort there can never be change…or something like that.
The Circle of Pain Last week I received an email from my 12 year old daughter telling me that she does not want to see me and that I s…
‘Thinking, talking and wondering / About their responses, thoughts and feelings’ ‘We have learnt that it is up to us / To ensure their …
We are blending 2 families..a no mean feat for anyone!!!! and this was something I wrote at the beginning of this..our journey….
department stores attract horrid, unchecked children
CHILD I FEAR I KNEW YOU ONCE, HAND CLASPED AMONGST THE WINDOW NETS, THE GLASS SMEARED FROSTY, HAND SO COLD, I SEE YOUR SOUL AND KNOW IT W…
*You are twelve weeks early / and only one pound / with needles and wires / the nurse comes around / I try not to look / but see all the other…
Selfishness shelved / ‘Woe Is Me’ set aside, cast into a silky, hearty web of ‘Blessed Am I.’ / Obsession with flat stomach, tight buns and…
This is my baby, I have not met him or her yet
2009-07-01 Musings on The Phantom of the Opera, rainy days and romance. Scattered showers fall on the wild, windy day. The grey…
Spirit prediction of cancer comes true
Poetry, Poem, funny, humour, humourous, child, mummy, vegetables, cake, parenting
Funny little poem that parents will relate to.
For your sixteenth birthday / I will make you a mixtape. / Not a mixed CD / or a custom playlist of mp3s,
A poem to my unborn Child(ren). A simple piece with a simple message: Leave something for your children.
Pictures of you are here and there, I sit in my chair and look at you and stare, I envisage you by my side,
A poem dedicated to my parents and my brother.
“Their lives a testament of just how much they gave,to the families they served till the end of their days”
This piece of poetry was written for my childhood friend. It was to be used a memorial piece at a wedding in honor of family members who were deceased and unable to celebrate in this joyful occasion. All of us can identify with having lost someone whom we loved and meant a great deal. This poem is one of celebration for those who have greatly influenced our lives. I hope you enjoy!!!
Just remember to follow the advice you are given. Don’t wait or back track like the parents in The Veldt did; because you never know what…
Parenting Tips and Warnings
So dictates the parents guilt and worry / We will constantly love our children / Despite their choices
It is a wake up call to be called to a hospital to see your child on a gurney due to stupid choices or worse to be called to a police station or even worse than that. Never let it get too late…
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