Eiken Laan Poet Free verse

Meeting Expectations

From a tender age I felt a strain with my mother
She labelled me “highly strung” I irritated her!
I struggled through life, desperate for her affection
The harder I tried to please, the greater the divide.
She loved my brothers, I could never understand
Saddened, I turned to my father, he was my rock.
I chalked it down to not meeting her expectations.

Years passed, I ended the struggle with mother
I married and was blessed with children of my own.
Realising that each child is unique, so different
I wondered for years how this could be so......
They were both born from us, the same parents
We raised them with the equal values and norms
The opposites they are, never ceases to amaze me.

I love my children, embrace their individuality.
Encourage them to be free, to be just as they are.
My children will always be treated as equals
Loved unconditionally, I have no expectations
Forever proud of these two powers in my world
I remain in awe at the achievement of them!

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Doris Culverhouse February 1, 2011 at 6:31 AM beautiful poem...thanks for the reminder in your work of the beauty of each child. I only have one he is 11 and right now I am having so much trouble with him in school. It hurts our relationship I feel he doesn't try hard enough and he thinks I am nagging. such is life.

Carolyn Devonshire January 30, 2011 at 1:24 PM I wish your mother had taken time to show more affection and understanding, Eiken. Indeed, all children are different and those who are lucky enough to be parents should love them all equally. My parents certainly strove to do this, just as you are doing now. Bravo! Love, Carolyn

Gert W. Knop January 27, 2011 at 6:03 AM Oh, my goodness, writing too quickly won't be good, just saw my mistakes! Of course I will keep my fingers crossed und es muss heißen: another poem of yours!!! Ja, so ist es, wenn man zu hastig ist! Liebe Grüße, Gert

Gert W. Knop January 27, 2011 at 6:00 AM Hey Eiken, what a great write this again is! Powerful and so emotional! If this or another poem of your will be for a contest! I keep my fingers croosed! Good luck! Es ist schon verrückt, manchmal fällt es mir leichter etwa auf Englisch zu schreiben, als auf Deutsch und mit Spanisch geht es mir ähnlich! Take care und alles Gute!...Gert

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 26, 2011 at 4:50 AM Excellent write Eiken and a wonderful expression reminiscent of life... good luck in the contest .. with luv..