Sons and daughters ( A Poem)
To become a mother and father,
you must have a son or daughter.
God blessed you with a handsome baby boy, oh what a joy!
But he'll grow and become a big boy
and sometimes he's not always a joy;
but yet you love him for he's your boy.
God blessed you with a beautiful baby girl,
she's the joy that rocks your world.
And when she gets into her teens she'll really rock
your world with boys calling.
The fathers looking at you knowing, soon one will be asking him
for his daughter's hand. Then she'll be making her own
sons and daughters. Your son when he is five will be lucky to be alive,
for his mother will try to skin him alive, you the father get him just in time,
to save his life, from your wife her eyes full of tears, your sons eyes are
full of fear. You asked your wife, " What happened dear?" You hear her
voice cracking as she explains what your handsome son has done,
you see the look in her eyes and on her face, and you know its time to
take your son and give her space. So you take him by the hand and run.
Hours later your son tells his mother he is sorry for what he has done,
and puts a smile on her face with a child-like hug and kiss, she forgives him
and tells him she loves him and not to do what he had done again.
Your handsome son says, " Okay mom", and goes on and does it again.
"I am going to kill you" the mother says, " you are just like your father."
Sons and daughters' is about the joy of parenting, the issues and concerns parents have as their children grow older. Many young men are hard-headed when they are young and raising them can be a little more complicated. With all mother's concern sets in and when they mature the last thing needed is becoming parents at a young age.
The father's concerns is one day their little girl will grow up and move out on her own. They can hope and pray that the man in their life will be a good one. A father's fear is the abuse that many women experience when they get older and they can only hope their little girl makes the right decisions.
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