I know this is the "work" section, and I don't write for a living...but I'm sure there's more than a few people on here that like writing even if they don't get paid for it.

Anyway...I took a creative writing class a few years ago...I was trying to revitalize a part of my personality that had been eroded by many years of engineering school and practical living. Here's something I wrote that pertains to parenting:

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Peace

Your head by my ear, you recount the attack,
where two boys hit you and pushed you in gym.
You told them to stop until teachers stepped in.
You cry that they fought when you didn't fight back.
My son, you taught me to comfort, in fact
I loved those nights in a rocking chair when
you'd wake up crying and I would begin
to hold you against me, from troubles distract.

But now, the trouble has just begun.
There'll be new bullies in teacherless places.
My hugs can't help. Your fists end their fun.
The first punch they throw, put five on their faces.
When hitting you hurts them, this will be done
and new times will come to use my embraces.

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Soooo...anyone else like writing stuff and wanna post it?

Hey that's great! I enjoyed reading that. Here's one I wrote several years ago..

Precious Child

How fortunate I am in having a precious child
Look into my eyes with innocence,
Not understanding how much more he deserves.

How fortunate I am in having a precious child
Achieve his steps beyond all odds
Without limiting himself to our expectations.

How fortunate I am in having a precious child
Loving me without a moment�s thought
Never once judging my mistakes.

How fortunate I am in having a precious child
Appreciate all I can give him
Never once asking where his daddy is.

How fortunate I am in having a precious child
To honor, guide and protect
When life hands me the unexpected..

A FATHERS LOVE


IN THIS WORLD" I DO DECREE"
THERE CAME MY SON, I SHOUTED WITH GLEE
THE JOY I FELT, THE TEARS I SHED
YOU FOUGHT FOR LIFE, ON THAT STARY NIGHT
BUT TO ALL PRESENT YOU DID PREVAIL
A JOY IN THE MAKING WE DID UNVIEL

YOU BROUGHT ME JOY WHEN YOU FINALLY CRIED
A SCREAM SO LOUD IT BROUGHT ME HIGH
AS I LOOKED DOWN ON YOU A SMILE DID BREAK
SHOWING YOUR HEART FOR ALL TO SEE

REMEMBER SON, THAT IN MY ARMS YOU ARE ALWAYS SAFE
AND NEVER FEAR FOR I AM ALWAYS NEAR
OUT OF SIGHT DON'T YOU MIND, NEVER WILL MY HEART TURN BLIND

IN THIS WORLD I WILL DIRECT YOU SON
TO BE THAT STAR YOU WISH UPON
SHINE ON ME YOUR SPECIAL LIGHT
LIKE THE SUN THAT BINDS US TIGHT

WHEN YOU ARE TALL AND STRONG IN YEARS TO COME
THINK OF ME AND BE PROUD
FOR I LOVE YOU SON AND THAT WILL ALWAYS BE!
DAD

THIS IS A POEM MY SON GAVE ME WHEN HE WROTE IT ON A ROCK AND GAVE TO ME FOR MY BIRTHDAY

DAD, YOU'RE LIKE A ROCK
RELAIABLE, STURDY AND STRONG
WHENEVER YOU ARE WITH ME
NOTHING CAN GO WRONG!


BIG DAVE

Thanks for sharing! I would've felt silly if I had been the only one to post

Your poems are heartfelt...have they been shown to your kids yet? I don't know if I'm ever going to show little Bobby the things I wrote about him...maybe when he's leaving for college or getting married or something.

The poem on the rock is cute; little Bobby has only written one poem so far, and it was about owning a million cars.

Anyone else wanna share?

Can I cheat? I didn't write this but my girl brought it home from school for me. It's always hard to read because she was so little and it meant so much. A time I wish I could put under glass. Her teachers helped her and the other students but at the bottom of the page is her ink footprint and one of the first times she wrote her own name.

June 20, 1999

Footprints

"Walk a little slower daddy," said a child so small,

"I'm following in your footsteps and I do not want to fall."

Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they're hard to see,
So walk a little slower Daddy,
For you are leading me.

Someday when I'm all grown up,
You're what I want to be,
Then I will have a little child,
Who'll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true,
So, walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you.

Happy father's Day.

Jayd

( I have googled this poem and can find no author...if anyone knows of this author please help me to give credit where credit is due...thanks)

Great Poems! Let's keep this string going, shall we?

This is one i wrote last year while I was sad

A SHOT IN THE DARK
A KNIFE IN THE HEART
BETRAYAL OF TRUST
NOTHING BUT UNJUST
WHO COULD HAVE KNOWN
THROUGH THE CLOUD OF DECEIT
THAT I HAD TRUSTED YOU SO

SO IN THE END I DO DECREE
THAT MY HEART, SHALL ONCE AGAIN
BE SET FREE

( an affair of the heart is no different than an affair of the """"!)

Yay! Some other poets.. I had been thinking of posting some of mine.

This one I wrote a couple of years ago when I was pretty depressed.

Rambling soul
weary waking
uneasy feeling
place unknown
remembers nothing
can't understand
trys to see
but blinded by the light
shines so bright
clears things up
can see a path
someone waiting
waiting in the distance
arms stretched out
lingering fingers
awaiting my arrival
getting closer
closer to home
home,
a happly place
a place to be
a place where wanted
a place where needed
a place not feared

This one I wrote towards the end of my pregnancy, haha if you can't tell I was a little angry at my ex.


A love once shared
A heart once given
A ledge once stepped on

A love kept secret
A heart not open
The road more traveled

The shades come off
Faults revealed
Comforted with
Hugs of Deception

Bought into you
Was like buying no fat cookies
Looks good on the outside
But deep down,
The taste is Bitter!

Should of known,
if it sounds to good
to be true,
it probably is

I think this is one of the ones that has been published.

My Precious Angel

My guardian angel sent from above.
Never have I felt so much love.
Each and every one of your silly ways,
I will keep in my heart for all of my days.
You've given me new hopes and new fears,
And taught me so much in the past few years.
The day you were born was the happiest ever.
I will do my best to let you down never.
You are the most precious person to me.
I can't wait to see what you grow up to be.
You'll always be my angel, number one.
I love you, my first born child, my son

I know this one was published. I wrote it about a friend of mine and her family when I was living w/them for a while. It was such a sad story, but I was a guest in their home and couldn't say anything.

Lives in Turmoil

All they do is fight.
They push and yell with all their might.
She's too young to understand.
Their lives have been h*ll since taking each others hand.
Daddy is her biggest hero,
But most times he acts like a big zero.
She really wants mommy to play,
But mommy's tired again today.
One day she'll be all grown.
They'll ask how she ended up with children of her own.
They grow up so fast.
Make memories that last.
Don't let these precious years spoil,
Or you'll end up with lives in constant turmoil.

Wow I sure liked that one Ty's Mom.

Thanks! Writing is my passion. I'm hoping that I can one day have a book of just my work published. It is funny that the words come so easily for the poetry, but not for my book about life. I'm glad you enjoyed it!

All of you have done a great job, even the one cheater in here!

Cheater I thought you talking about my ex. LOL

lol. Guess I should be more careful, huh? I was referring to the self-proclaimed cheater, aka JD!!