Entry into this
world is, for most, painful…
To be squeezed and
ejected, from water to air…
From warmth and
protection, to cold and vulnerable…
From the gentle beat
of a heart to the symphonies of existence...
To be aware of life,
rather than wrapped in a thought…
To see more than the
womb that was your world…
To see, through a blur, your new life unfold…
Your journey just
beginning, but to what will it lead…
You grow and crawl,
then learn to walk…
You learn to talk
and fall over too…
You crate such
memories for those who see…
You can understand a
smile, but not a scowl…
But I oft wonder on
the way to guide…
You need to know
your boundaries, at least for a little while...
You need to know
what’s hot or not, to keep your limbs intact…
You need to know a
right from wrong, but who’s is the question…
I applaud those who
teach with a premise of control present…
I condemn those who
teach with control active...
I praise those who
teach with realisation of ability…
I repulse those who
teach a closed mind…
School approaches
all to soon…
And you leave your second womb…
People jostle all
about, some you know, some I doubt…
First day, first
play, first to say “Hi”
You learn and learn
the skills of life…
As life teaches
you skills of it’s own…
You see the bad, You
the good…
How will you choose
what’s understood…
Family should teach
you a way that’s safe…
But, sadly, this is
not always the case…
Some are open and
teach many views…
Some are closed and
you cannot choose…
This time of growing
should be free from care…
This time of
learning should show what’s out there…
You should not be
taught to fear…
You should never be
taught to hate…
School is over all
to soon…
Hormones kick in and
you sleep till noon…
You find your
partner, if lucky, your mate…
sometimes you know
from the first date…
You expand your
world through travel…
And learn new views
on life…
You dance and laugh
with someone..
And that someone is
now your wife…
Jobs have come and
gone…
One gels and life
gently slows…
Time now for
memories new…
But most of all,
your time to teach...
Another life comes
into this world…
You watch it being
born…
Amazed in every
single way
You look at your own
baby and say…
“I wonder what you
will be someday”
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