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.
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Author:
dean langmuir (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Amen!
simply Beautiful, dear Poet
thank you
Thanks Lb,you take care.
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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