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Thursday, June 18, 2009

Got some time to stroll?

Walk With Me

When the Good Lord made each one of us
He gave each of us our own free will.
I aspire to teach my kids discipline because
it is a valuable attribute which to instill.

I strive not to control or push them
in any manner or direction I want.
Instead I teach them the minimum requiem
so that life, in its craziness, won't daunt.

I illuminate them from whence they came
of their forefathers and their struggles.
How they managed to excel at the game
and avoid some of life's big troubles.

I wish to show them the easier way
to make it from challenge to challenge.
How to manage and plan their day
so they may enjoy a healthy balance.

Most would say that it is our goal
to raise a healthy and wealthy brood,
but I say I aspire to be the best
at showing my kids a good attitude.

I laugh with them every chance I get
and I try to dance whenever I can.
I sing everyday (if you can call it that)
and I smile because life is grand.

But life is not all kicks and grins,
it takes work to make it through.
And each of us must pay for our sins.
We all know this to be true.

So as we walk along our chosen path
in this topsy turvy, crazy theme park.
I hope that both my kids somehow hath
my beacon to help penetrate the dark.

I want them to glance to either side
and see all of their family there;
walking with them, along for the ride
so they don't feel like they must beware.

They must learn and understand each day
that the lessons passed down from the wise
come from travelling with the old and gray
and by sharing with them smiles and cries.

For a time will come when we are gone
and our children will enter the fray
and at that time I hope they are strong,
so to teach their own children the way.

stu pidasso
Be sure to check out the plethora of other writers at Mama Kat's Writers' Workshop. There are some really good posts out there waiting to be shared. And for the record, I did not fake my aging mother for cyber sympathy. She is real and she is old and we do love her very much. The above picture is also included in the zoo slide show on my last post over at Mudville Musings. Give it a view if you'd like.......or not......but have a great day and hug your kids.


angie said...

And this is absolutely stunning. It should be published....on more than just your blog.

Diane said...

Beautiful. Really beautiful. I'm striving for much of the same with my munchkin.

Wonderful World of Weiners said...

Shameless self promotion about my fundraiser? What ever do you mean??? :)

Love your post. It's really awesome.


Sometimes Sophia said...

And each of us must pay for our sins...

So true. This is a lovely poem... very moving. Raising children is not for the faint of heart.

P.S. Thanks for your comments on my blog.

Exs are a tough subject... We know we ought to be civil, even when we are seething somewhere inside. You can bury the anger and hurt and hopefully rise above it, but the sense of rejection/failure/regret never goes away. At least, such has been my experience. Multiply that thought times ten if you have children.

Have a great weekend...

Flying Giggles and Lollipops said...

I love your poem, it is beautiful and one that should be read by all parents!

Blogging Mama Andrea said...

That is a beautiful poem.

Thanks for stopping by my blog today!

Farmers Wife said...

Wow, this is beautiful. You have some talent there..... Thanks for visiting my blog, looking forward to getting to know you..