How I wish I'd studied Romeo and Juliet at school
it just wasn't to be
I never had such a privilege
to learn about that particular love affair
I never got to go to this type of school
tragic? Yes
ironic? yes
now, stay with me here, because
I'm merely speaking about my education
I loved my school, don’t get me wrong
but I was brought up to believe
I’d have no choice where I'd live
how I’d live
you see, my parents couldn’t see further
than what they had themselves
I'm still not sure if my parents could actually see my future?
or if it was just compassion on their part?
maybe they didn’t want me to be let down in life?
but with all due respect to them both
I refused to believe I’d have not a choice
Instead I believed I would
and my overwhelming imagination just shows that I was right
as for love and reality?
my sky hasn’t fallen on me yet
as for my very own destiny?
well, that book still hasn’t got its last chapter.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My title is sentimental because I used to believe as a child that the sky could fall.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
Like Chicken Little, Sweet Teddy. lol. Brilliant work.
Chicken little? 🤣 How fun! Thank you for bringing such light to my tragedy lol 🌹
How much we sould shelter and how much let our child learn for themself is of high debate. No book can tell us. We either tend to use the same our parents used or in rebelion the opposite. It is funny how this changes over time as well. Today we tend to be much more protective than in the past. You have provoked my thinking.
Such a wonderful review with all that I was questioning from the inside, actually you may know, I very rarely write about my parents especially my father, I do know they did their best, I suspect I would have been a great lawyer if I had gone to one of those posh schools that read the greats, alas lol 😂 my dearest sorrenbarret thank you Sir. 🌹
if I were to unwrap a poem a day from you, every day would a birthday Teddy;
Wow thank you my dear Melvin surely this lovely thought will stay with me forever dear friend. Thank you most honoured when you do pass by. 🌹 💜
Well Teddy, I've come to believe it's "The Dominoe Effect" In growing up, each generation is affected by the one before it. Most of my life I didn't understand much about how my parents grew up, or their parents before them, and theirs before them, and so on. My parents wanted more for me, but had no idea what I wanted myself, because I didn't know myself what I wanted. I think that every generation has its own growing pains, and it has the trickle affect down through the generations. My father and I for most of my life didn't get along very well and we had different viewpoints, and few things in common. I began thinking of how he grew up with two alcoholic parents. I thought about what it must have been like for them growing up that caused them to become alcoholics. The stories might differ from generation to generation, but it seems to me the effects are inherited unintentionally. At least this is as close as I can come to rationalizing why it's happening. And I find forgiveness of past issues goes a long way in my own well-being. It has to end somewhere. I feel like my parents would be proud and thankful of me for that. Sorry for burning your ear for so long, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it. 😁🌹
Not like you not to leave words and man was I right, thank you for giving me this amazing moment to respond, hey now when kids are born parents seem to give them a cell phone for company and when I was born it was simply called neglect, that's our problem of today and as I struggle as a mum I will never neglect nor hide from today's world in which is so damn ugly. Hey B. You are always in my heart.
Wonderful poem! Recalling my childhood as I read this poem... becoming nostalgic. Yes, a child cannot be guided by reading books. It's all about experience!
Hope to read more of your poems in the coming days.
That's not my message in this, I believe it's very important to read books. Thank you and welcome to MPS. 🌹
In life there are bad times but I know that the good times outweigh the bad so just think of the good time in you life Teddy as I am sure there are many of them.
Andy
I haven't ever thought any different, my parents did what they could and I'm forever grateful. Thank you dear Andy. 🌹
Dear Teddy, I was born into a generation where girls weren’t encouraged to have a career. They just married and had kids. I did and it wasn’t until I was 29 with a failed marriage, I took control, got a career and became financially independent. As for Romeo and Juliet, I studied it. It didn’t do much good first time round:)) I don’t believe in the sky falling down. That’s for chickens 😂. I love your poem. It speaks to me. 🌹💜
LoL you are so cool dear Cassie. Kudos to you. 🌹
That certainly brought Chicken Licken home, many years since I shared it with my daughters and it certainly unnerved the youngest, then the Grandchildren felt the effects. As young people today tune into the bigger louder world they often seem to wonder will the sky fall in.
I never thought it would, my parents offered me so much, but I still went my way and I thought I led my own children, but they took there own route, all I know is we can trust, love and learn through our family cohesion.
Thank you so much, such a beautiful review. Yes I believe you to be completely correct. 🌹
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