Listening to every heart
Perhaps Not a Loser After All
You know how it is when children blow
things out of proportion – what do they know?
They work with the hurt, they scream and shout
as if we are able to know what it’s all about.
Crying, they come directly to you
asking for guidance, what should they do?
And when words of wisdom you’re about to speak
their crying becomes a hideous squeak!
“You don’t know it all, nor how I am feeling…”
they rant and rave, and leave you reeling;
“You don’t know my love, or what he’s about…”
‘Scuse me, as an adult, I think I’ve some clout…
So now that they’ve upset this household’s quiet,
I think I’ll slowly fade back, allow them their riot,
let them figure this out, once again on their own,
and leave the decisions to themselves, alone.
I’d like to think my son-in-law will start to put things right
and I hope my daughter hangs in there, hangs in quite tight.
For he admits the feelings that he is now lacking
are his problems deep, so he’s doing some asking.
And she, his stoic supporter, the mother of two
she’s going to try to believe, yes, that he’ll do
what is right, and necessary, because of her love
so Lord, send them quickly, a peace-loving dove.
I’ll continue to send prayers, and I’m thankful of yours
for without those prayers, they’d not be together, I’m sure.
That they work it out is the only prayer I can send
that their marriage, and lives, soon be on the mend.
For I’d really like to believe that I’m the one amiss,
that the son-in-law would really rather choose bliss;
so hopefully, he’ll get help, and quickly get on the ball
And perhaps he’ll be not the loser, after all.
17 September, 1999
Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow