My Son
by
Jack Curson
(Age: 32)
copyright 08-18-2006
Age Rating: 7 to 127
Oh, what a smile you have my darling one,
Bright as the summer’s longest day,
More beautiful than God’s piercing rainbow of peace
Shining throughout a disastrous rainstorm.
Funny how your joy lifts my soul to the highest of planes,
Grandiose are the pleasures of watching life fill your heart,
The little sparkle of simplicity that lights your eyes
With magic far greater than I can provide you.
What a world plentifully opened to you,
Blessing your heart with fragility and naivety.
If only I could reconstruct these memories in my own life.
No need to rush it,
Enjoy these times,
Take them all in,
Like the wonderful sponge you are.
I love you so my son.
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Perhaps my father thought of me in this manner once, but now I do not know. Should I decide to have children, I hope that I could think of them in the manner you have so eloquently described. Indeed, children are blessed with a naivety and innocence that us adults can never hope to reclaim. This allows them to experience a wonderful world free of prejudice and hatred and all the banes of humanity, if only for a little while. Alas, in time children will know these things, but (like you said) there is no need to rush them through childhood.
To them the world is a place filled with magical possibilities, where they can become doctors, nurses, astronauts, or whatever their heart desires. Such times are indeed precious in the eyes of a father because it reminds him of the time when he was in that happy state. Children do absorb the world like "wonderful sponges" and show an excitement about life that has been beaten out of all but the hardiest or most optimistic souls. Reading this well-written and imaginative poem brought back memories of a simpler time when all I had to do to be an astronaut was merely imagine it... but enough rambling about me. You did an excellent job with this, and you earn all five stars I give your work.
Very unpretentious, soothing and reflective of what life is, a true experience. I like the fact that you did not subject your audience to too much fatherly pride or meaningless cooing. Let's face it, we all love our children and we would not hesitate to tell everyone about it. But this is different. You intelligently pointed out that life is to be taken in in stride, slowly, because once we blink, it's all over in a flash. This piece is full of wonderful and exciting imagery, I could see the wonderment in your child's eyes and how he wastes no opportunity in soaking it all in. Children are like "new sponges." And it is a pleasure to see them experience the world with wonder and excitement. Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece, Jack!
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