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This poem was written in example of a young family’s life, to encourage memorable moments between father and mother and child. In this poetic story brings to mind spurts of memories within my own childhood, (although much different than this), there were fun interactions of playing between my siblings and I and my Mom and Dad. There was running and hiding and all of us getting tickled when Dad got home.
Perhaps this wasn’t your family, perhaps it was nothing like this for you, but I had those in mind that even if it wasn’t this way... this is how it was supposed to be for the child or children in reflection of a healthy family. It was this way in the lives of my young children. A momentous peek of the promise of a little tickle trouble when daddy got home. You tend to carry out good things that happened in your own childhood with your own children.
Of course no family is without times of test and trial; but as children grow, you hope they remember momentary times like these. Times they laughed and knew they were loved. When their hair was swished and they were told, “I love you, I’m proud of you, you got this.” Stuff like that. These are the kind of memories that should be cherished and encouraged to be held in memory, and these are reflections that quietly let you know... my daddy loved me, my mama loved me. As a kid, I had it good.