I can not teach the lessons
that I learned.
I can not gift them as
my legacy.
I can share
and you can listen.
Young minds
dive into life,
eager for answers,
eager for inspiration,
by the paths that you choose.
As you seek,
as you search,
I will hope that your lessons
are gentler than mine.
I will hope your scars
are not as deep.
I will hope that your struggles,
are not as fierce.
I will wish you wisdom,
peace,
and love.
I've been thinking exactly the same thing when looking at my daughter, but have never put it as eloquently as you.
ReplyDeleteThis is so very beautiful, ayala. This is everything a parent could wish and hope for their child(ren). Just gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteNow if only children were better listeners... :D
ReplyDeletei echo similar hopes and prayers for the next generation...our teachings will still be true for them, how they learn it may just be different
ReplyDeleteAll we can wish upon the next generations. :) Well said.
ReplyDeleteVery well said!
ReplyDeleteI will hope that your lessons
are gentler than mine.
I will hope your scars
are not as deep.
These are my favorites!
I so wish the young ones I know and love could learn from my mistakes. But, I know we all have to learn our own lessons. Ugh the agony!
Amen. A beautiful and haunting poem.
ReplyDeleteLady Nyo
hoping is all one can do...smiles
ReplyDeleteIf only we could gift those lessons and shield them a little bit more.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. life would be a lot less painful if we could learn from others' mistakes.
ReplyDeleteYour mother's heart is shining through!
ReplyDeleteNice!!
We all want the best of our experiences to be passed-down to our children, minus the heart-aches and pain we endured.
ReplyDeleteNice One Shot!
as a mother of three teenagers, i know exactly what you mean...but somehow..they just need to get their own scars to learn their lessons...and it hurts us sometimes more than them..
ReplyDeleteAs a teacher I can fully relate to this!
ReplyDeleteHere is my one shot:
diamonte
what parent could hope for more? beautifully put.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful expression of a profound truth. At times you feel helpless, hopeful and maybe a bit of fear. But in the end you equip them with the tools they need to live well. BTW, your beautiful dog is the image of one that we loved a while back. Touched me.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful blessing Ayala.
ReplyDeleteOur children "catch" rather than "learn." But we do teach them - even if it isn't the stuff we deliberately want to teach them. Good poem.
ReplyDeleteSadly we can only let them fly and hope that when the time is right they remember that they were never alone
ReplyDeleteI think your peace attained from going through these lessons and struggles is a great gift in itself. And I thank you for it.
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This is really beautiful, ayala
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed reading your writing :)
Thank you, Orjan.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Talon for your kind comment. We wish them the best..except they need to find out on their own :)
ReplyDeleteMatt, how true :)
ReplyDeleteMarian.. smiles to you!
ReplyDeleteBrian...smiles...I agree :)
ReplyDeleteRiver, I think that's how our parents felt too.
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Caroline, they have to make their own mistakes even though we don't wish them too. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lady Nyo :)
ReplyDeleteSonny, all we can do is hope and wish them well :)
ReplyDeleteLauren, we can try but they seek their own adventures....life is the adventure :)
ReplyDeleteNessa, but would it be as much fun :) just kidding, the child in me coming out....
ReplyDeleteHisFirefly,
ReplyDeleteI thought about this in my car when I was thinking about my son. Thank you.
Thank you, Eric. We want to shelter them but they have other plans :)
ReplyDeleteClaudia, well said. When our children hurt we hurt more just watching them.
ReplyDeleteGautami, how true you witness so much as a teacher and you wish the children the best....
ReplyDeleteThank you, Siubhan :)
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ReplyDeletewow I love the name of your blog.
Thank you, and I am sorry about your dog. My Daisy is 11 now and she is sweet and kind :)
Thank you, Lara.
ReplyDeletethank you, Glynn. I feel like we caught a lot from my parents from watching.....
ReplyDeleteNicely said,John.
ReplyDeleteJannie, you always say the sweetest things, thank you.
ReplyDeletexo
Thank you, Marinela. I think it's so cool you've been writing since you are young. I started young as well...always had a passion for it. :)
ReplyDeleteThis poem is a really thoughtful statement about the necessity of role models and experience. Good job!
ReplyDeletebeautiful lines.:)
ReplyDeletei wish the same for my three children... but never got to write it this beautifully! what a delight to read!
ReplyDeletethanks for warming up my blog with your nice comment. :)
Love your poem and your dog pic!
ReplyDeleteFinally, thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sneha.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bing.
ReplyDelete:)
Thank you,KB. My dog thanks you as well :)
ReplyDeletebeautifully written...n i sincerely hope ur scars are not too deep n that time will heal it:)
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