ArtsAutosBooksBusinessEducationEntertainmentFamilyFashionFoodGamesGenderHealthHolidaysHomeHubPagesPersonal FinancePetsPoliticsReligionSportsTechnologyTravel
  • »
  • Books, Literature, and Writing

Love Somebody - Yes I Do!!

Updated on October 1, 2015

For My Children

We feel blessed and grateful when we have the things we hoped for or have achieved our dreams.

Sometimes the blessings and gratitude can seem to disappear when we pass through times of disappointments and challenges. Love was always the root we (your parents) tried to nourish. Although the root is not visible above ground it is the strength of what is seen above. Strong roots can survive draughts and overwatering. You, my children, are grown of strong roots of love. I'm sure there were times you weren't pleased with choices me made, but love was our reason we sometimes said "no" to things & behaviors. You've gone through the draughts and floods of our parenting and are the beauty seen.


I loved you thru the anger,

And treasure the joy.

I loved you thru the hurt,

And treasure your smile.

I loved you thru the trouble,

And treasure your devotion.

I loved you thru the darkness,

And treasure your strength.

I loved you thru the pain,

And treasure your hugs.

I loved you thru the distance,

And treasure your welcome.

I loved you thru the sadness,

And treasure your caring.

I loved you thru your needs,

And treasure your love returned.

I loved you thru your lonilness,

And treasure your support.

I loved you thru your independence,

And, treasure your loyality.

I loved you thru it all,

And I love you even more,

You are my treasure!!

A Bushel and A Peck

All three of my children learned this song and it became a game we played. I would hope they remember.

I would ask: "How much do you love me?"

They would answer in song: "A bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck......"

Then it was giggles and fun as they would try to give me their tightest hug around the neck. They would put all their strength into your those hugs as they tried to take my breath away. The memory still does. The strength of their love was measured by the tightness of their hold. And, just maybe we, as parents, held too tight as well and it didn't seem like love but hurt. You did survive our love to become responsible "grown ups" with a lot of love and respect.

"I love you a bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck!"


    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    • sweethearts2 profile image

      sweethearts2 5 years ago from Northwest Indiana


      Children do really win us over with a smile. I can remember saying no over and over, then out came the smile. As they got older the smile even became more theatrical, some just downright silly. Just at what age do they learn that? It's ongoing, my grandchildren keep a smile in their pocket as well. I love that song it brings back delightful memories, I can remember my mother singing that to me and my siblings. Three generations singing the same song, some a little off tune, but still fun to listen to. I'm glad I could trigger such a loving memory for you. Thank you for sharing your memory and for the support your comment gives me. .

    • RobinGrosswirth23 profile image

      Robin Grosswirth 5 years ago from New York

      A strong root system is essential to the survival of any living thing. I liked that analogy.

      As for the poem, it it so wonderful and true. We go through so much in the raising of children. No matter what they do, we return with love and are taken in by their smiles. The ebbs and tides of the relationship are ongoing for life.

      And lastly, you brought me to tears with the song, "A Bushel and A Peck" because my Nana sang that to me and to my children. THANKS!!! In fact, I've sang it to my dogs too.

    • Ryem profile image

      Ryem 5 years ago from Maryland

      This is very sweet and beautiful. You've given the definition of unconditional love with this poem.

    • Jordanalan profile image

      Jordanalan 5 years ago from Buffalo

      Super insightful and comforting.

    • sweethearts2 profile image

      sweethearts2 5 years ago from Northwest Indiana

      Hi schoolgirl,

      Thanks for your comment. Hope you get to be blessed with wonderful memories as well.

    • schoolgirlforreal profile image

      schoolgirlforreal 5 years ago

      that's very cute! nice memories. I'm not blessed with kids yet. :-)

    • sweethearts2 profile image

      sweethearts2 5 years ago from Northwest Indiana

      secondimage - Thank you for your comment and votes. Welcome to hubpages and enjoy, as others enjoy your poetry.

      Rosemary50 - I love remembering the expressions of love we used to express all the love we could muster. I too hope they read it, however they don't tell me what they read but sometimes I can tell. Most of all I hope they can still sing that silly song.

    • Rosemay50 profile image

      Rosemary Sadler 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      I love this sweet poem. I used to say I loved my nan as much as 'A bag of sugar' because I coulnd't think of anything sweeter. Lol

      I hope your children have read this :)

    • secondimage profile image

      secondimage 5 years ago from From a place lost in time and space

      how sweet! i love it. glad to have found your work and i look forward to reading more. voted up and beautiful :)

    • sweethearts2 profile image

      sweethearts2 5 years ago from Northwest Indiana

      billybuc - always appreciate your comments. Glad to see you show up whenever you do, always an inspiration when you do.

    • billybuc profile image

      Bill Holland 5 years ago from Olympia, WA

      I don't think I'm getting notifications of when you write...I seem to have missed the last few...well, I'm here now so that's what counts. Beautiful message of love and I'll read those kind any old day.

    • sweethearts2 profile image

      sweethearts2 5 years ago from Northwest Indiana

      Leaderofmany - Children can present challenges. I have found the older they get the more credit I get for being wise. Wisdom it appears does come with age - theirs. Thanks for the comment.

      Dyhannah - My children survived what probably seemed like tough love and sometimes suffocating love. Love and prayers (lots of prayer) carried us thru the trying times. Thanks for your comment and the follow.

    • Dyhannah profile image

      Dyhannah 5 years ago from Texas

      Wow this is a beautiful poem. I especially like the beginning "For my children" as it offers amazing wisdom.

    • Leaderofmany profile image

      Leaderofmany 5 years ago from Back Home in Indiana

      I love mine through everything and anything they thrown at me, even though its been a long road with both of them. Great poem.