A bond between a child and parent at times,
is to be strong,
yet in others, strained.

In bring up the ups and downs,
so often is easy to tell,
when they happen,
before one’s eyes.

At times,
turning a blind eye and not noticing the faults is easier on wounds to heal,
on the skin and mind.

The parent never means to act out.

As does the child in very much,
the same cases,
as their elder love one.

Yet,
there are things that hard to look passing at . . .
the ones that strain everything to become,
a burn out flame of trust.

The threats come out empty but hurtful.

Promises stay long if it means,
and only means,
a favor will be returned.

Problems to call them,
seems like a cheat shot,
in telling what pain is.

But what else is there to call it?

The problems with parenthood,
childhood,
adulthood,
and living hood,
all give weight in some form or another.

In telling a tale like,
you have to hear all sides of it,
before getting the full story of it.

A parent does what it can for the child,
and the child in returns becomes an adult,
groomed well enough,
but the parent.

But what does it mean for the other way around,
coming to see it,
as is,
seems all pointless.

As some would say,
there is being helpful and being wall that keeps out,
the fun.

They don’t mean,
whoever might get the blame,
they don’t mean it.

Between a parent and child,
is a hell of ride,
only for them.

But at the end of all,
the choice of blocking them out one’s life,
as whole,
is it worth it?

Bonds shatter for lack of understanding,
when things don’t meet standers,
and trust,
though slim,
is there and needs to shown.

Because before you know it . . .
the person known as parent and child,
will be nothing more,
than strangers,
who happen to share the same blood,
yet hold so many differences.

Of it all,
has anyone,
seen it that way,
or just refusing to do so?

To love or to be loved,
as person would say,
is only for another find out if it is worth it all.

And all I can say is,
make your choice and go from there.


-Side Notes-

Doing another Thanksgiving Poem; subject is what are you least thankful for and is there a way of how to handle it your way. The numbers for responses are 25. PM me when you can, for the due date is on the day before Thanksgiving Day.

Even with a requested on going through, Paint a Picture Special is still open for others to see their favorite painter get their chance. PM me or comment below

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.