About Parenting
For gentle is the spirit of parents
That listens intuitively to a child’s echo,
An accompaniment from their breaths
Speaking only purity of thought--
Without deceit or adult-like fakery: like so,
Night birds croon in deep esteem,
When moonlight leads their youngster home… till
Burst of morning glistens on a child,
Utterly joyous and fed with familial love
While heaven bows back to man and wife,
Humming tunes of praise for safe journeys…
A couple devoted, guiding their child’s essence
That makes his world ever brave and authentic.
Silent One's Parenthood Contest
10/18/2017
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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