In my mind, I like to think,
I’m your life raft that will not sink.
Always have I been there for you,
Thru the years, my job to do.
I was your ride, your car was towed.
And, there with cash when repo’ed.
When Boyfriend’s love from burn to smolder,
I was your cheerleader, crying on my shoulder.
No shade from me, you needed to heal.
Won’t rock this raft, keep it even keeled.
No mistakes are worthless, from them you’ll learn.
Rise up again, after you crash and burn.
But this advice comes from the heart.
You are my kid, from end to start.
But, once little one, I can no more enable.
Gloves are off, hands on the table.
We’ll wrestle it out, tears, pain revealed.
Dust will settle, our bond even keeled.
Your mistakes come of choices from you.
I can relate. I’ve made mine, too.
Sometimes tough love and sometimes not.
Getting along well, other times fought.
But, though my touch you cannot now feel.
We’ll work things out, we’re even keeled.
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Author:
WriteBeLight (
Offline) - Published: September 22nd, 2016 08:20
- Category: Forgiveness
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THANKS WBL ~ Great Poem ~ full of promise and resolve ! Love the last couplet "But though my touch ~ you cannot now feel ~ We'll work things out ~ we're even keeled !" Great title ~ Please check my Poems ~ Thanks BRIAN
Your pieces, as well, have such promise and love. Thank you for your kind words.
What a message and presentation. Serves as how to parent effectively and with love. Would lent itself to those who realize they are enabling addicts.
I, although, sadly, agree. Children remain as children to their parents. The issue is remembering that at some point parents have to stop parenting. And, the same is with addicts. Those close to them have to at some point walk away. Thank you so much for your comment.
Well penned and great write, love it
Grateful for you comment, Tony36!
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