1. The Mother
Famous Poem
The mother soothes her mantled child
With incantation sad and wild;
A deep compassion brims her eye
And stills upon her lips, the sigh.
Growing up is hard to do. The challenges that a child must deal with throughout the life cycle are overwhelming. Children must deal with physical, emotional and psychological changes as they grow. There is no manual for growing up. In western society there are so many options given to children that they often feel confused and lost. We are not doing our children a favor if we do not provide guidance to them. Parents are there to help children navigate this confusing world. Let us not shirk in our duties.
Famous Poem
The mother soothes her mantled child
With incantation sad and wild;
A deep compassion brims her eye
And stills upon her lips, the sigh.
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Do you know how much you mean to me?
As you grow into what you will be.
You came from within, from just beneath my heart.
It's there you'll always be, though your own life will now start.
I have been trying to figure out how to put these feelings into words and I read this and this was it. My daughter is 16 today and needless to say this made her day. Thank you for your...
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I guess that I can hold you
one more time before you grow
and tell you that I love you
so that you will always know.
I think this is one of the coolest ways to express a dad's love. It's not expressed in the same monotonous lament where some will cry for and some will not. This poem will definitely make any...
You are special; you mean the world to me.
You are my daughter, a reflection of my entity.
Every year, as I watch you grow by my side,
I am glad my mother taught me about this including religion (I am Muslim). She taught me to not do things I don't want to do; saying no is something she says a lot, and I am glad because I...
A little egg under her mother's wings.
Yet to be born into the world of things.
A crack and a pop, out she came.
Yes it touches to my heart.
As we are the parents who do this for our children to make them strongest on earth.
My life is changing.
The life that I've had,
It's changing forever,
But no need to be sad.
My bond grows stronger each passing year,
My love will never disappear.
From the moment you were born,
My heart is filled with joy, and you I adore.
As I look back to when I was but a boy,
I'd have to say a cardboard box was my favorite toy.
There were no action figures in this day,
I remember years ago,
you were so little then.
Sometimes,
I can't help but wish
I absolutely love this poem. It is just a spot on and every line touches the heart.
I remember-
of days so long in the past
when I wished I would grow up so fast.
The childhood of a person might be a mixture of both pleasant and unpleasant memories. Mine is dominated by unpleasant memories, but I love to read and listen to the pleasant experiences of...
The sun was brilliantly shining.
It was a picture of a day,
when I stared outside my window
and watched my son at play.
You were always there to protect me
through the dark and cold of night.
I would hold you close beside me
and squeeze you in so close, so tight.
This poem linked with my current phase. A teddy bear is a non-living thing, but when I start telling him my daily stuff, it seems that he listens and the solution to my worries is the big...
Those were the days...
When I used to get up late,
Never cared about the day and date.
I see the pain in your eyes and feeling like you do.
I wish I could take it all away and skip these years for you.
Being a teen is so very hard, it really isn't fair
With red hair, freckles and a peanut butter face,
He looks at his mama with wonder and wait.
Those brown eyes a shining and looking so bright.
Just waiting for her to say okay, go outside.
As a mother of three grown children, I identified with the writer.
It is such a bittersweet joy to watch your children run, play and imagine as they play.
Unaware that there are people...
My mother was adopted.
All the records tightly sealed.
Now all she has are questions,
Like wounds that never healed.
For some of us, meeting our parents saved our lives. I'm sorry things got hard. It is definitely hard to look at yourself and wonder where your nose, eyes, etc. came from. It's difficult to...
Bottled up inside
Are the things I never said,
The feelings that I hide,
The lines you never read
Look into the mirror and tell me who you see
Is it someone you love and in someone you believe?
The mirror will not lie and it only knows you
I am fifteen turning sixteen in about two months and this poem was so beautifully written, it just really makes me think about myself and how I should change the way I see myself and others....
My little boy is growing
Getting bigger every day
I fear it won't be long enough
Before I have to say
How do I close the door to this space?
With my eyes filled with tears, my arms haven't the strength.
How do I close the door to this space?