My Sons Keeper

My son how I love him.

Little Tate and I

 

 

I am my life's sole keeper

in the garden of my dreams

Within it dwell the great hopes

along with all my schemes

 

Why for me only the hard way

has taught my mind since youth

Does it seem could be no other

than a fact and cold hard truth

 

I chose the road that I tread

from my bold disdaining action

I would never listen to another

except to my own satisfaction

 

Lucky that he knows me not

for my sadness hides regret

As they who think to know me

know less the nearer they get

 

My son how I do love him

touching most his dreams within

But all I want for his heart

is to not go where I've been

 

Tate

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Reviews

[The Old Ashes]

O.K.
so I try not to completely shower the writer with praise
when I write a review
but oh my god..
I'm such a crybaby lol I'm welling up.
That picture for starters
just looking at it
while reading this
but the way you ended it..
oh my goodness.
I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff. My favorite song is With Arms Wide Open by Creed...
the power of a parents love for a child.
Wowzers.
in short
I loved it
:) You're an amazing writer
They say that in order to write well,
you must write about what you know.
What you're familiar with.
This is a spectacular piece coming from an emotion you know well.
Pity this thing won't let me rate over 100.
You'd have a 110/100

[Mary]

oh, how we wish our children would not have to learn lessons the way we did, and they won't. They will learn them in their own way, and they do. Sometimes we will rejoice and sometimes we will worry and cry as they complete their "lessons." Watching our children "grow up" is difficult.

[David Lewis Paget]

Always the protective father, Tate. As a father of seven adults myself, three of them boys, I had to learn just when to let go, and let them be their own masters. Love them, yes, we always will, but let them make their own mistakes, as surely they must. Your son carries yor DNA, and everything you've taught him over the years, but in the end that individual spark will assert itself, as yours once did. Just be there when he trips.

[Mic]

Very well said. Have a son of my own, though much older than yours now. Fear not so much the paths he'll choose, but more the me I see in him as he grows.

Excellent!

[Jadeyxanthynne]

*sniff*

My son how I do love him
touching most his dreams within
But all I want for his heart
is to not go where I've been

A soulful writer indeed. Thanks for sharing. I have it all in my favorite.

[Revolutionary]

great story in a poem.I feel the same about my boy.We never know how big we are till we stand up for our little ones

[The Cobra Lounge]

The end holds the most significance to me:

But all I want for his heart
is to not go where I've been

I wan't to clear the way for my daughters a path of wisdom and safety. My biggest fear is they will find the beaten trail that shadows me.

[Neva Flores - Changeful..]

A beautiful piece Tate, your soul shines right through this one.

[Manpreet]

A very strong poem softly expressed. I loved it!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the photo and of course your poetry. Your son had your good looks and the hunger/no fear of life in his eyes. Thank you for sharing the photo and the poetry.
Coyote