I wrote this poem for my son 1994. He was having some major challenges in his life concerning his own little boy. It was not up to me to comment on this, so I thought reflections might help.
For the same reason I wrote Bliss for my son and daughter. I thought poetry can last forever, in a person’s thoughts, and sometimes help to decide what to do about a situation.
My mother was the leading force in our large family in England. She epitomized the English character at the time, very unemotional. So when I had my son and daughter, I decided not to tell my children what to do, rather show them by my behavior. My family were great readers and loved poetry. I wrote poetry for them.
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