Sad is the day when a child asks “Would you love me more if I wasn’t born?”
Children are a blessing. Let us never forget that. No amount of stress should make us abuse them. We brought them into this world. They should never have to question their existence because of our actions or words.
Hug your child today.
Hugs from Brooklyn
When I look into your eyes I get so lost
I need to be with you no matter the cost
I realize people would say I’ve lost my mind
But meeting you has left me in such a bind
You’re not mine and I realize that
But I’m drawn closer every time we chat
You touching my hand gives me such a feeling
I can’t help it but I am dealing
Why did you say hello to me that day in May?
Why did you have to hug me in such a provocative way?
I know it’s an impossibility and only a dream
But my body longs for you, I want to scream
I think it best if I avoid you right now
I must fight these urges! I must somehow!
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Young Paul used to love scribbling on the wall. But his parents didn’t want him to do it at all. It still echoes in his ear “Stop messing up the wall! Stop it Paul!”
Paul grew up and he never learned to read or write. Perhaps out of spite. It pissed off his parents that he refused to learn. But how could he when being creative is all he yearned?
When he was one the wall was his paper. Now at 31 he was a mere gum scraper. Paul got married and had a son but his wife was soon killed by a gun.
Paul became depressed and easily angered. One day his 2 yr old son took a marker to the wall. Paul grabbed the belt yelling “Stop! You shouln’t have done that at all!”
He then remembered his writing on the wall, his parents and his life overall. His anger eased as he picked up his son. He couldn’t be like his parents, he would be fun.
He then took the magic marker and scribbled on the same wall. He stood up straight and in tears said “I can learn to write on this wall”. This is My wall and my name is Paul!
With love Guady G
It’s never too late to change one’s behavior and reactions. Our children have their own dreams. Let’s help them flourish and not hinder them. Thank you for reading.
Leave me alone!
I won’t let you take me
So GO join the dirty spoon and sharp knife
You darn misshapen fork!
Oh, if food could speak!
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Hugs from Brooklyn
You’re the one I sure do miss
You’re the one I rather kiss
Being with you was such bliss
Now you’re lost in the abyss
With all my love