Oh life can be so sweet
It may be tough with things we do
But as a kid I was told
Through thick and thin to keep my head up
Fall down seven get up eight is a great
Saying reminding me I have always been loved
Its always great to be loved
It can be sad but it can be sweet
Love from my parents is also great
How we treat others and the things we do
Can determine whether we are put up
Or down and this is what were told
Since we were young we have been told
That we are loved
But then again being put up
From the saying is not always sweet
The way that society works and what we do
Isn't always great
What some people say is great
But what some people are told
Is not what they do
Because even if they are loved
Their words could be sour or sweet
So that is where their actions rise up
As we grow up
We decide which actions are great
Sour, saddening, wonderful and sweet
Words we are told
Dictate how we feel loved
And what we do
The things that we do
Can bring others up
With our words we can make them feel loved
And great
What they are told
Can make their day oh so sweet
People who are great
Have been told
And started a chain reaction with what is sweet
Your poem was pretty sweet. It sounds like you had very supportive and loving parents. What a good way to show your feelings towards your parents. I also like d the way you say how words can bring others up, it is so true, words are sometimes more powerful than force. Good poem I liked it very much.
ReplyDeleteThis poem brought about a reader-response criticism in me! It made me think about those like The Misfit.Sometimes your parents can love you, and you still may say and do sour things. Other times, I think we can reach potential Misfits by simply saying the right words. Thanks for this food for thought.
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