This poem is written by a mother especially to her children, inspired she says, by the Almighty Father. She’s a Dominican living in St. Lucia.
SOMETIMES WE FAIL
Sometimes we fail as parents,
To see the beauty of our children
Sometimes we fail as parents,
To see how wonderful they are
Sometimes we fail as parents,
To tell them how lovely they are.
Instead we compare,
We criticize,
We wish they were,
We see the negatives
Like the positive doesn’t exist.
But this mother’s day
I take the spotlight off me
And instead acknowledge you,
You my children,
To tell you
How much I love you,
To tell you
How wonderful you are,
To tell you
How proud I am of you,
To tell you my love has no nepotism
And most of all to tell you
How blessed I am to have children like you.
I love you dearly.
This is a wonderful poem. A great acknowledgement to your children…words and thoughts we as parents should try to repeat with our own.
Thank you, from one mother to another!
Loving this poem:D
Thanks for all the lovely reviews/comments I have gotten thus far.
Lovely poem Ephnie!!!
Lovely poem Ephine. Keep them coming.
Thanks mom, we love u 2. We appreciate all the sacrifices uve made for our sake.
Lovely poem sis.
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Beautiful poem!
What a great poem. This should be placed in schools for more parents to read!
I hate hearing parents criticise children – I am always hearing “you stupid”, “you ugly” “you greedy” either from parents, or children mimicking parents…..and the problem is that if you tell a child something enough times, he or she will start to believe it.
Much better to praise our children, and let them believe they can be successful in whatever they want to be if they work at it.
There are enough things holding children back in this country without the parents adding to the list.
Thank you, Ephnie, for these lovely words.
good vibez G
I love this peom Madame LESMOND, in reading I feel u love yr children you are number one.
I have to think that I failed from time to time as well.
My son is now 31 years old; he is now living on his own–for the second time of his existence. He moved out when he was 23 years old, but by that time he still needed his mother’s love–so he moved back home with me in 2005. He left again in July 2011
I can remember doing the best I could for his welfare, his comfort, and peace of mind, because I love him so much! However, somehow, if I go back to reminisce, I just know that I will find a flaw, to tell me: “you did not do your oughtmost best.
I did not see him today, I can imagine all the reasons for that. None would have anything to do with our relationship–because he knows how much I love him. To God be the glory!
This is beautiful