Treasure Island

Margaret Alice Second

(24 January 1961 / South Africa)

A Special Person (REVISED)


Tiaan so happy with the Bonsai I tell him he need not
pay me back – though that was the deal – his great joy
is payment enough; I watch the ‘little man’ preparing
breakfast and lunch, rice cakes and cottage cheese,
eggnog, pasta and fish

Then he thinks of homework, decides nothing important
enough for tonight – we expel Nici from the computer to
watch Britain’s Got Talent, an unknown singing My Funny
Valentine in liquid-gold voice, me laughing watching
Tiaan presenting his own show for his mom

He’s off to bed – I’m left wondering where his wonderful
qualities come from; we visited his grandma today, he
was civility itself – what a sweet boy, full of good humour,
never complains when I give directions while he’s driving
yet Nici refuses to drive when I am around –

Are all sons special like this, a blessing, a joy?

1 May 2013

Submitted: Thursday, May 02, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 02, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

improve

Comments about this poem (A Special Person (REVISED) by Margaret Alice Second )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. A daily fun!, PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
  2. Ray of Hope, Col Muhamad Khalid Khan
  3. National flag., Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
  4. Examined, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  5. Trance in the rain, Nassy Fesharaki
  6. Azal se mauzood hoon..., Azhar Sabri
  7. Time Chases Me, Neela Nath
  8. Elimination, Hans Raj Sharma
  9. We have come thru..., bill costley
  10. The elements of loss, nick feiner

Poem of the Day

poet Sara Teasdale

Only in sleep I see their faces,
Children I played with when I was a child,
Louise comes back with her brown hair braided,
Annie with ringlets warm and wild.

...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]