Be careful when instilling a sense of duty in your children. In adulthood, this can result in them believing it is their duty to tell you what to do.
Rowan is four months old today
Born into turbulent times
He doesn’t yet know the meaning of play
Or that Grandpa is crazy about rhymes
He knows he is loved and has learned to smile
By watching his mum and his dad
To understand more might take a while
But for now things really aren’t bad
One day he will walk, and also talk
And understand more about life
I just hope by then, I can rest my pen
Knowing he’s part of a world with less strife
A thirsty fox came to a well along the road. He was just about to lower a bucket down the well to get a refreshing drink of water when a large frog sitting on the well wall spoke to him. “Good day Mr Fox”, said the frog. “What is your business here today, if I may ask?”
“Well, I am not sure that it is any concern of yours,” said the fox, “but if you must know, I am thirsty and need a drink from this well”. “Ah!” said the frog, “then it is just as well that we have met, for I fear that you will be disappointed. This well is quite dry, but there is another further down the road and, fortunately, that one isn’t dry. In fact, it is absolutely full of the most refreshing water imaginable”.
“Well there must be at least a drop of water left in this one after the recent rains”, said the fox. He picked up a stone and threw it into the well. Almost immediately there was a loud plop, as the stone hit the water. “See!” said the fox, “All is well; there must be some water down there”.
“I fear I have misled you slightly”, said the frog, “but I was only thinking about your health. The truth is that the water that remains in this well is quite unsuitable for drinking. It has somehow become horribly tainted and I fear that, if you were to drink it, you might become quite unwell”.
“Oh, very well” said the fox.” Perhaps I should walk a little further down the road and take a drink at the next well. I just hope that well isn’t tainted as well.” “Oh no,” said the frog, “the water in that well is as cool and clear as crystal. If you are thirsty, you would do well to set off straight away.” “Well I may as well go and see”, said the fox, and he trotted off down the road to the next well.
When the fox was well out of sight the frog leapt back into the well and joined its little tadpoles who were playing and swimming about in the well water. “Well now”, said the frog. “I have fooled Mr Fox and convinced him not to drink from our well, so we’ll be safe for now.” “Well done, Mum”, said the tadpoles.
I’ll be two months old tomorrow
Half of that in what the telly calls ‘lockdown’
Mum and dad try to hide their sorrow
Not able to take me round town
Grandparents’ hugs; just a distant memory
I must hope they are still alright
One day there might be a remedy
Though that day isn’t yet in sight
Tight confines of mother’s womb
Now swapped for my parents’ home
This serves as a loving classroom
But how long for the chance to roam?
When Covid has, at last, gone
When public places once more throng
Recall with sorrow those we lost
As countries count the final cost
Then talk of all the brave and true
Who selflessly thought of you
Not going out was hard enough
Many faced challenges much more tough
Medics, police and essential folk
Donned again their professional yolk
Their lives at risk to safeguard yours
No choice but adventure out of doors
REMEMBER well the sacrifice
Of HEROES who did not think twice
One must without informed denial
Recognise the fact
Lips that kiss with willing smile
Transcend the simple act
Though species have inbuilt desires
For furtherance of their genes
That called love the more requires
Some substance of our dreams
Which sea denies the pull of the moon?
What puppet dances to its own tune?
A barbed and chastening valentine
No choice at all; the fault’s all mine
Could do better, the report card says
But how to change one’s errant ways?
Alas, some choices can’t be mended
Outcome’s not as was intended.
Each act’s curtain draws to a close
Why it matters, none other knows
To be needed brings purpose
To be wanted brings respect
To be admired brings satisfaction
To be loved brings meaning
With those you love, for whom you care
Time dictates you have to share
You will not always have control
For others claim some of this role
Your precious child’s first day at school
Falls subject to new pastoral rule
Years later on, at summer camp
First night away, your insides cramp
Teenager off, on their first date
You set a time; pray they’re not late
The pilots of a loved one’s flight
You only hope they get it right
Let interviews, of course be gentle
Wisdom to see his/her potential
Surgeon too, with razor knife
Governs fate of child or wife
A wedding ushers a new phase in
Your child has another next of kin
Every care you now can share
Someone else is always there
One day I will be gone.
That is not a day I fear,
nor one I want others to feel sorrow or regret.
If, on that day, you think of me, do not regard the how or why;
but note, if you will, the when
Remember, if you can, any smiles and laughter,
not frowns and sadness
Mark any things done passing well;
not the failures
Those were my burden, one I no longer bear
Do not pick up any part of that; let it die with me.
Knowing you, in some measure,
you will have been a part of my life, and I am grateful for that.
Loving you, know that you made my life all the better to live,
and I love you the more for it, for all eternity
Go forward, then, positively;
live your own life as well as you can
Be happy and try to share that with others.