Stories

I read you stories of “happily ever after”

Hoping in my heart I can teach you better

To not wait for a knight

Cause he will never come

To be a strong independent woman

Since magical powers do not exist

 

I read you stories of ponies and roses

Hoping in my heart that I can teach you better

Life is not all ponies and roses

It is hard work and full of ups and downs

I want to give you the tools to handle what may come

So you may stop every now and then to ride a pony or smell a rose

 

I read you stories where the good guy always wins

Hoping in my heart that I can teach you better

The good guy usually loses at first

Bad guys will get you down

Make you feel all is lost

I want you to be able to stand up when someone pushes you down

 

I read you stories where the skies are always blue

Hoping in my heart that I can teach you better

Sometimes it rains

It can even pour

Occasionally a storm comes through

I hope I have taught you to dry your self off and welcome the rain

 

Reviews

[Kiddx]

such a write of mixed emotions

I read you stories where the good guy always wins
Hoping in my heart that I can teach you better
The good guy usually loses at first
Bad guys will get you down
Make you feel all is lost
I want you to be able to stand up when someone pushes you down

I really like this stanza, this is a well written write here, i like this.

[Greg Skura]

Awesome poem! We as parents want to candy coat life for our children, even if our lives are not. I believe that interaction with our enviroments teach us how it really is. Thank You for sharing!

[Kristina Moulaison]

Definitely a mother's heart, full of so much longing and worry. There is wisdom in these words you penned so beautifully. A strong foundation of hope is essential for children to be able to grow up ready to fight the battles that will come. If you would have them fight the wrong, they must first know the ideal. This was a great idea and you executed it well.

[Maria Retz]

This is beautiful.
It for some reason touched me deeply though I am not yet a parent.

I like the repetition of
"hoping in my heart that I can teach you better"
It works really well here...

Unfortunately these things we can only learn by trying them.

Thanks for sharing

[Pax Analog]

Poignant. The more I interact with others baring their souls, and either being young, or raising the very young, the more I want to get to the heart of what is truly useful to all people, about what has been called the "perennial wisdom."

Perhaps because this eloquent poem is the tender fierce truth of a mother talking to her daughter, it puts all our typical terms in bold relief, and I scanned more closely the many intelligent review comments below.

"Realism" vs. "knights" and "magic." As understandable as all that is, I can't help but feel there's a way of integrating this apparent dichotomy into a new realization. Existence itself is a miracle -- as a devoted mother, no one knows that better than you. "Knights" and "magic" are perhaps more naive versions of a greater truth, because we all also know that "realism" tends to flatten something real in the heart, that this consensus realism is perhaps not real enough.

If there is a key to this core rumination, it is the factuality of the miracle of Life. That is neither magic nor dampened realism, it is the truth. Wittgenstein's salient statement: "THAT the world is, is the mystical," could readily be altered to "miraculous," which gives maybe a little more visceral meaning.

Maintaining a sense of the de facto miraculous requires friendly fierce attention. That is probably the inherent reason for all contemplative disciplines. Training oneself and one's progeny in the direction of "This IS the other world" is conceivably the most courageous and beautiful activity any of us could possibly engage in.

What we typically call "education" does not serve this. Only guerrilla scholarship, creative rigor, deep love, and radical desire serves this.

Training ourselves to live as/in the inherently de facto miraculous is the way of evolving adults, and is the greatest gift to generations to come.

Your poem is beautiful, and its concerns are so profound, I had to dig a little deeper.

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A very unique piece of writing. A philosophical approach to the ways of the world; comparing fairy tales to reality. Yes, real life stinks and all is not a bed of roses. We wish it could be this way for our children but unfortunately not. I like this. I really do.

[Paza]

teaching your child that the world is not always like the story books is a tough thing to do, but one of the most important jobs we have as parents...it's especially hard to do because we never quite give up that slim hope for that storybook ending ourselves...

[Sean M. Addams]

very deep thinking piece you have written here..... things are different then they appear when we are kids and sometimes reality really sucks when we hit adulthood and realize they some of our childhood dreams or fantasies will never come true!!!! i really enjoyed this ... fav lines...I read you stories where the skies are always blue

Hoping in my heart that I can teach you better

Sometimes it rains

It can even pour

Occasionally a storm comes through

I hope I have taught you to dry your self off and welcome the rain..............nice job on this one!!!!

[soulsearching]

keeping a child from reality for as long as you can is the right thing to do, the down right durty, nasty world will catch up sooner than later.. keeping this is mind, not voicing it is one hell of a tough thing to do, i feel the same way about my son... he will see what the world is all about way to soon.

loved it


after the storm, there are rainbows, in a childs world the rainbows should always come first..

tls

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

This is by far one of your most in depth writes with such a strong message, that is saying a lot cause you have a lot of wonderful writing... it is true that yes the fairy tales are nice and maybe necessary for kids they can also lead to false hopes for in the real world there are no kingdoms or knights just people doing there best, somtimes failing and sometimes succeding... I love this piece