Grandpa's Lesson
Though Grandpa was a quiet man, he taught his lessons well.
He showed me ways to understand with stories I still tell.
The first time I had lost a game, he told me what to do.
The relationship of a son towards both his parents is very complex. A son will likely feel a close bond with his mother, yet see his father as an adversary and competitor. When a son sees how his father interacts with his mother he will either attempt to model his father's behavior or reject his father's example of relationships with women. From the parents' point of view, having a son can be one of the greatest joys they will ever experience but also one of the greatest challenges. Balancing the need to offer freedom to your son while placing appropriate boundaries may be an area of contention.
Though Grandpa was a quiet man, he taught his lessons well.
He showed me ways to understand with stories I still tell.
The first time I had lost a game, he told me what to do.
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BEFORE you came, my little lad,
I used to think that I was good,
Some vicious habits, too, I had,
But wouldn't change them if I could.
Bullseyes and targets, marbles and darts.
Little green bugs and bicycle parts.
Frogs in their pockets, worms in their shirt.
A boy is a boy for all he is worth.
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Through my eyes
All I see
Is a perfect little boy
Staring back at me
A poem of profound love, insight, dedication and patience, Steph. Mothers frequently bring out the best in us. All the best to you and your son. Kind regards, Paul.
It's a boy!
Said the nurse, as you came out kicking and screaming,
It's a boy! It's a boy! I thought I was dreaming.
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Little boys
Everyone said Boys are difficult.
They are alien creatures,
Difficult to manage
Nice. Written about boys. I wish I had boys because I grew up with girls and I have two girls.
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A father sees his son nearing manhood.
What shall he tell that son?
"Life is hard; be steel; be a rock."
And this might stand him for the storms
Sleep now, my child,
Let mother hold your fears.
At rest, good night, dream wild.
Fast asleep the visions piled,
Hi there. This speaks to me on a higher level.
All the best,
Autismotron Prime
Where did you come from, little one?
I see you every day and I
Still can't believe this is my SON
With golden hair and storm gray eyes.
You came to the world,
On a God blessed night.
Your limbs were all there,
Your heart beat just right.