A Father's Lament - To My Children

The die have been cast
The cards have been played
I can't reconcile
Decisions I've made
Made out of love
And not out of spite
I won't say I'm sorry
Though I'm feeling contrite
When you were young
I was a god
As you grew older
I was just odd
It just goes to show
What a difference time makes
Your perspective on life
And the wisdom it takes
Just be objective
When considering the facts
Don't judge me too harshly
While grinding your axe



  an original poem By "poemdog" Daniel Turner
 for all of those times I said" No" and you didn't understand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Ricci Avatar
June 16, 2024 at 6:21 AM
Good Morning Daniel. Hi. Happy Father's Day to you so how fitting that I turned to this particular entry today (smile). Yes, I went back into the archives however words and entries are never old... Your entry is beautiful and meaningful. May this day find you well I hope. Peace and Blessings always. (smile)
Turner Avatar
June 16, 2024 at 8:25 AM
Thank you my dear. How sweet you are! I hope your weekend was a relaxing one. All work and no play....you know:) Always my pleasure when you stop by. Be well young lady.
Cwiak Avatar
January 26, 2016 at 8:11 PM
Parenting never ends...and sometimes we end up at loggerheads with those we love the most. I recently told my son that "no one likes to be laughed at", now it has become an inside joke to the 2 of us. I know that the axe is being ground, but perhaps now, without as much edge as it could have had.
Turner Avatar
January 26, 2016 at 8:21 PM
It is up to us as parents to be objective with the things our children bring to us. One can't say no or yes every time. It was always a long discussion at our house. Usually they know the answer before they ask. Thanks for your comments.
Nunez Avatar
January 25, 2016 at 11:16 PM
This touched me...you have expressed in simple but powerful rhyme not only a father's but most parent's lament. Does a parent ever make a decision out of spite. It is always out of love, just as you've written ...PS. Re your reply to my other comment, I don't know about the intellectual...I do know, as with most readers who also write, I try to reach that place from where the writer comes. Best regards! :-)
Turner Avatar
January 26, 2016 at 5:55 AM
Thank you,Kim for your time and support. You are so kind.
Dietrich Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 7:03 PM
Daniel, I really like this. I think many of us as parents can relate to this. Very good writing.
Turner Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 7:07 PM
Thank you for the kind words, Ms. Andrea. I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment.
Muzzey Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 4:04 PM
Daniel, this is a write I can relate to. Excellent throughout, I enjoyed the read~ Caryl
Turner Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 4:45 PM
I'm almost certain every parent has had these thoughts or discussions at some point. Thank you again for taking the time to read and comment.
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