There is nothing like a child scorned
Youth lost, innocence mourned
No longer playing, or riding a bike
But worrying about school, and what life is like.
Deeper thoughts, haunt and snake
Through the mind, through the ache.
Too young to know, time will pass
Old enough to see, pain in the glass.
Thoughts muddled, on the verge
Adult and child trying to merge.
Cross my fingers, I've already cried
Trying to help avoid the slide.
A mother's heart, it breaks in half
Longing to hear, the childish laugh.
Help is there, on our way at last
Smart enough, glad she asked.
One day at a time, let the healing begin
The work is hard, but in sight the win.
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felt piece...i like your poetry...and it is not about football (smiles) but all the mo better...this is tough, for kids...reminds me of those i work with...
I loved this. So poignant. We can only do so much, helping kids grow up.
I loved this. So poignant. We can only do so much, helping kids grow up.
This makes me so unbelievably sad. :( I know what this is like and I am worried about the teen years.
Lovely and loving words. Glad she was able to ask for help.
Felt this right from the start. What terrific aim you have. Really needed the ending: "the work is hard, but in sight the win". Classic. EFH
This truly touched my heart.
Very beautiful, even if it makes me a little worried about what troubles my girls will have.
Thank you.
Know this very well from both sides...very touching and real...like the work AND the win...This one will visit me again, nicely done :)
very touching poem!
with a high schooler I can relate to this too. The other day he told me he was "crying on the inside" from frustration in his programming class. Practically broke my heart. Of course by the next day he was his old self again :-)
That was a beautiful, thank you for sharing!
dear friend,
wishing you and yours a very merry xmas!
be well!
xx
very sad. when my son is sad it just breaks my heart too.
Hope you are doing OK.
This was good.
I hope everything is okay.
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