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Adeline Foster

Rookie - 260 Points (Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD)

The Note

What is this note laid under the lamp
Written in a childish scrawl?
It annoys me when I think of that scamp
And look at the empty hall.
Molly has gone down by the fence;
She was here but a moment ago.
I’ve been angry and have taken the chance
To scold her for I know
She dreams away her waking hours,
When night was made for them.
She never does her chores until
I’ve told her again and again.
She’s sulking and I know she thinks
That the neighbor’s boy has time to dream
And hours to play all day.
And she wishes she could be like him
And never put her toys away.
And never be scolded for spilling her milk,
And never be told what to do.
For they never yell or trounce him behind
And he’s such a bad boy, too.
I wish I knew what to do with the child
For someday she’ll be grown.
I don’t want to be harsh yet all the while
I worry what she’ll become.
And here’s this note that can hardly be read.
I swear I don’t know how that child will live.
I picked up the note and all it said
Was, “I love you.” and, “Please forgive.”

Submitted: Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Edited: Thursday, January 09, 2014

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  • Silver Star - 7,849 Points Roseann Shawiak (10/21/2013 11:32:00 PM)

    Awesome poem. Children have a way into our hearts even when we're upset with them - the note touched my heart with a smile and tear. As a Mom and Grandma, I have been there myself many times. Your poem tells it so perfectly. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 306 Points Shahzia Batool (7/10/2013 6:10:00 PM)

    On great and responsible seats there is always a training session, and internship goes before, but motherhood is that office which has no training before, she has to go through this experience moment by moment:
    I wish I knew what to do with the child
    For someday she’ll be grown.
    I don’t want to be harsh yet all the while...

    the dramatic poem! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 373 Points Louis Rams (7/4/2013 10:09:00 AM)

    this is a beautiful story, but the most beautiful part is her note to you
    I love you -please forgive (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Alice -praises-''yhvh'' (7/1/2013 4:37:00 PM)

    What a strong yet tender poem. As a mother and grandmother, I've fought that battle many times. Thank you for a lovely poem. Alice (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,500 Points Is It Poetry (6/22/2013 12:57:00 PM)

    And to think of what the bible says.
    About when man comes of age, he shall.
    Put away his toys
    and to act this, his age.
    I always look forward to your word's, Adeline.
    And I thank you.......iip (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 104 Points Ruth Walters (6/11/2013 4:36:00 PM)

    this brought a tear - I can empathize with both mother and child and the poem is so real..... brilliant writing! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 920 Points Elena Sandu (5/24/2013 5:50:00 PM)

    Yes very true! This all they need! The he children shall survive anything if they have love and forgiveness seeded into their hearts! (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 7,287 Points Heather Wilkins (5/24/2013 4:05:00 PM)

    a nice write. children will be children. they never change, they know how to annoy us and make us feel guilty (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 135 Points Danny Draper (5/20/2013 4:54:00 AM)

    A nice write. Throughout history parents have worried and children rebelled and yet we endure and love finds its way and always will. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Owain Glyn (5/18/2013 3:13:00 PM)

    Children, through generations, have had the innate ability to make us feel guilty, long may it continue. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,434 Points Lorraine Colon (5/14/2013 5:25:00 PM)

    What a sweet poem - tugged at my heartstrings. Children will have that effect upon us, bless them all! Always nice to read your words. (Report) Reply

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