With eyes of lapis lazuli,
And laughter soaked with unbound joy,
And spirit bold and thoughts carefree,
My role is just to let her be.
To play and act and float and flounce,
Though nurture her with every ounce, .
Without control but steadfastly,
Avow anew to let her be.
So that one day she may decree,
She lived with childhood liberty,
To roar aloud 'hey look at me'
My parents chose to let me be.
Very good poem. Parents must read this one. Rearing children is a hard job. But as this poem says, LET THE CHILDREN BE. Children have the capabilities to adapt to their environnement. I love this poem. Well done, Greg. Write some more for our delight. Virginia
When we back to our lifetime, the best one was when we were children...at least most of us...it's has so much things to make laugh as habit and no things to fears of anything or worried...it just a juice of innocent that we thirst for all this time, i enjoyed the poem here, it reminds all good time swing in my memory...nice to travel my past time again...what a nice poem Greg, keep writing! _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellently vibrant poem, full of life and the freedom to let curiosity Be! Absolutely love this poem, it was how I was brought up, the world was always open to me because of it. Infinite possibilities always within, even the one of impossibility so I could find solutions and make something possible. Grew up having no fear, therefore able to conquer anything I wanted to. Fantastic poem and parenting skills! Great poem, Greg! Many 10's! 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn