My mom recently sent me this poem . I thought it was a great reminder to parents
everywhere that time is fleeting, even when it seems unending; that the petty
annoyances of adults are often adventures to children.
Remember, all learning is not done at a desk with a book.
Big Mud Puddles
and Sunny Yellow Dandelions
Author Unknown
When
I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of
weeds that are going to take over my yard.
My kids see
flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can
wish on.
When I look at an
old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly,
dirty person who probably wants money and I look
away.
My kids see
someone smiling at them and they smile back.
When I hear music
I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't
have much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and
listen.
My kids feel the
beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If
they don't know them, they make up their own.
When I feel wind
on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it
messing up my hair and pulling me back when I
walk.
My kids close
their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it,
until they fall to the ground laughing.
1 comment:
Lovely Post! I believe it is all an adventure :-)
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