My Son's Keeper

My son how I love him.

                                                Little Tate and I

I am my life's sole keeper

in the garden of my dreams

Within it dwell the great hopes

along with all my schemes

 

Why for me only the hard way

has taught my mind since youth

Does it seem could be no other

than a fact and cold hard truth

 

I chose the road that I tread

from my bold disdaining action

I would never listen to another

except to my own satisfaction

 

Lucky that he knows me not

for my sadness hides regret

As they who think to know me

know less the nearer they get

 

My son how I do love him

touching most his dreams within

But all I want for his heart

is to not go where I've been

Author's Note

How often we look back on the road that wound through our lives? Only to find it would have been much better if we had taken the easy way. But perhaps some of us are destined to blaze trails yet unknown. It was so with me. And yet I can't but think how much I wish something different for my own son. None of us wish our children to hurt others .Nor do we want to see them in pain.

Reviews

[The Old Ashes]

O.K.
so I try not to completely shower the writer with praise
when I write a review
but oh my god..
I'm such a crybaby lol I'm welling up.
That picture for starters
just looking at it
while reading this
but the way you ended it..
oh my goodness.
I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff. My favorite song is With Arms Wide Open by Creed...
the power of a parents love for a child.
Wowzers.
in short
I loved it
:) You're an amazing writer
They say that in order to write well,
you must write about what you know.
What you're familiar with.
This is a spectacular piece coming from an emotion you know well.
Pity this thing won't let me rate over 100.
You'd have a 110/100

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Another in my competition good luck again I like this

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Julie

[Chryiss]

Haha, I've been told I've taken the hard or long way on various things, so I understand completely about how it would've been better taking the easy way. But then again, through the thicket we go on the "road less taken," right?
In terms of parental love and concern, I can't yet relate, but I can understand considering my parents or even simply to any person I care about. I really like how one can interpret and apply the poem to not just a familial relationship. Humans are intriguing--we don't choose the easy way even when we may see one..repeating mistakes..and yet while we can ruthless we can be so warm~
Thank you for this truly touching and thought provoking piece~

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Chryiss I was lucky most of the time.I got the greatest luck the day Tate was born

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

this is beautifully written along with the music and pic.thanks so much i love it, very beautiful.
thanks for entering this into my competition, good luck well done

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Julie he has over the years defined for me my role as a father

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

you are most welcome and a very talented writer thanks for entering look fwd to many more contests with you

[Lydia Shutter]

We all want to spare our children from making mistakes we have made. Truth is, they have to find their own way in their lives. They have to blaze their own path. Filled with paternal love....such a wonderful write. Lydi**

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Lydia Nice to see you. Hope all is well in your world. may we all have a good day today. Thank you for stopping by

[AlinaTheCacti]

I can't imagine how deep you had to dig to reach for this poem, no matter how far you had dug, it was written very well. The feeling of pain to see your son go through the troubles that he faces every day makes you cry, but remember. Every child has their own dream. Never push them down and force them to do something else just because you as a parent doesn't like it. Push them forward and help them in any way you can without taking control of their life.

Inspirational Poems Contest
--Alina The Cacti

[Tate Morgan]

Hi thank you I wrote this one night thinking of trials my life has seen. It’s funny until you become a parent you never death. But once you are you find not only do you live another more than self you also fear for their safety

[Moonie]

There are only a few rhyming poems that manage to pull off this kind of a cascading effect. Beautiful!! :)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you please feel free to peruse any of my works you will find all of them are rhyme and meter It is the only way I write .

[Deborah Brooks-Langford]

Ahhh Tate.. I love this poem .. Our children are so precious to us... I have two sons and their my pride and joy and now I have grandchildren.. there is no greater joy than these children.. awesome poetry..

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you deb I am touched you liked this one it is one of my favorites too

[Matching Socks]

It's hard not to read this and feel a bit of a lump in my throat. We want to shelter our children from the 'bad' but we can't always do that. Beautiful poem Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Ana I guess I always wanted something better for my own son than I had been dealt. I was strong headstrong and I earned everything I got in life. However i wanted Tatertot to have a life devoid of the pains i suffered along my own.I hope I have done that for him.

[Matching Socks]

I'm sure you have. He sounds like a great kid. :)

[Tate Morgan]

He is ten times the man I was a great source of joy to me.

[Matching Socks]

Spoken like a proud papa. :)

[Tate Morgan]

Yeah I look at him and see a reflection in the mirror of the man i use to be