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Thed woe of parenting
Contributed by
twbanter
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Sunday, 24th September 2006 @ 10:36:32 AM in AEST
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Parenting
In this stream of indifference
The water flows
Over rocks it never even knows
And couldn’t care less
And the rock don’t mind
The water’s nothing to them
though for years upon years
It’s shaped them
And made them what they are
Sometimes as a parent
It feels like that
My kids like rocks
And me just water
That once was so important
But eventually just flowed over
And never mattered
Sometimes I feel like I’ve totally lost them
But I know one day
They’ll come back again
When they have kids of their own
And suffer the burden
Yeah teenagers
They treat you like that
But they need to fly free
As painful as that can be
It’s a necessity
The bird must leave the nest
The cubs must go
To be the lions
They’ve come to grow into
The prospects they may have
The hope I have for them
A desperate hope, a powewrfull feeling
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by deadheadpoet on
Sunday, 24th September 2006 @ 02:11:18 PM AEST
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Awwww Tom, good heartfelt write, my friend. Parenting is the hardest friggen job I've ever had...to bad the buggers don't come with instructions. My daughter will be 10 on Friday and we already seem to have this love/hate relationship. GRRRR. I sooooooo dread the teenage years. Peace man....I know with kids, ya for sure need it.
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by Elisabeth on
Sunday, 24th September 2006 @ 04:58:21 PM AEST
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| Yes, parenting can at many times be sorrowful. I loved your similie of children as rocks and parents as water. Mine are not teenagers yet, but I already fear it. Train up a child in the way he is to go, and when he is older he will not depart from it. Even if you have regrets about some of the ways you have brought them up, you are right they will understand later when they have their own. In the meantime, hang in there. It will all be over before you know it. Whether that is good or bad is up to you to decide. But every chance you get let them know you love them. Thank you for sharing. |
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 24th September 2006 @ 05:50:20 PM AEST
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Your love and care is obvious, my friend. I relate to this piece,
especially this weekend. I have teens .. (don't ask).
The beginning is somehow disturbing. The water and rocks,
together, but not connecting. Indifference is something I have
just had to contend with. It's difficult to say the least.
You have captured the brutality of emotion involved in parenting
perfectly. We will survive. lol :) [I firmly believe grandchildren are a
parents revenge, but I am in no hurry for THOSE! lol]
~Breezy |
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by Lionel on
Sunday, 24th September 2006 @ 06:30:49 PM AEST
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| Good poem. I simpathize with you. |
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by one-curly-fry on
Monday, 25th September 2006 @ 01:26:42 AM AEST
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How horrible that you feel like that. My little guy's still only 6 so I'm the centre of his world which is great... I'm a little worried about him becoming a teen now!
I can remember being like that as a teen myself - I'd just come home, grunt a little and head to my head room until dinner was called and then take it back with me to my room. I think my mexican walking fish saw me far more than my parents did when I was a teen. But you're right; having a child themselves, they'll turn back and remember how you were and how you can help them. I had my little guy at 20 and was terrified of him! In recent years too, my Dad and I have actually begun to talk - a rather big change for us. I've found a really good mate in my Dad. He seems to really understand me.
The point is, time changes all the time. I see it with my little guy - sometimes he can get enough of me, sometimes I feel I don't exist in his world.
I'm a lonely person too - but I've found the conversations that have opened up to me on this site have been a life saver!
Good write and keep positive - you feel very much for your kids (comes through in this poem) so you must've been a great parent - they'll always remember that and always turn back to you - esp. when they hit the real world!
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by Skillz on
Monday, 25th September 2006 @ 02:54:38 AM AEST
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| What a very descriptive poem ..it really does say it doesnt it. My friends daughter just took off on friday..no one has heard from her :( |
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by Skillz on
Monday, 25th September 2006 @ 02:55:20 AM AEST
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| oops... my daughter's friend took off |
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Re: Thed woe of parenting
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by AnastasiaN on
Tuesday, 26th September 2006 @ 06:25:11 AM AEST
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| this poem makes me miss my mom...i never understood her and i am sure she never understood me as a teenager...but now that i'm almost all grown up (i'm 21) i have seen the error of my challenging and frustrating ways and appreciate her sooooo much more. i did put her thru the ringer and i apologize to her every day for it and try to make up for the lost times today. i'm sure your kids will come to that realization themselves one day as long as you're patient and always supportive like my mom was. take care and i hope your days look up for you. |
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