dean langmuir

Father-Son

Hormones demonstrating

the seek of the mind

reminiscent of my own

Was my Son's

at the age

of questioning

 

With,a Jolt

the enquiries

refreshed aspirations

with each breath

I took

As,I Focused,on mellowing

his puberty.

 

Knowing flaws

enshrined in Love

Will pass

their best.

 

As a Father

if,he doesn't prick me.

I'll feel

I have failed.

 

We need to raise

individual souls

who can flourish

with the nourishment

of being themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: dean langmuir (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 8th, 2022 18:46
  • Category: Reflection
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  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.

Comments3

  • L. B. Mek

    Amen!
    simply Beautiful, dear Poet
    thank you

  • dean langmuir

    Thanks Lb,you take care.

  • crypticbard

    That tension and balance when we have teenage children, with this I can relate. That they are enabled to thrive as their unique selves is a cherished goal and challenge. A very real poem. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.



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