he is his mothers' son

(buzzle.com)

...sitting in the company of women, brilliant in their sincerity and ability to share emotions raw, where one can only but, walk away and feel enriched in the wisdom shared.

This poem was inspired by the love and concern of mothers for their sons who go out into a world where kid gloves will not be found...yet...faith holds strong...that they will be more than simply fine and grow to be men of class and quality any mum would be proud of.

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...he is his mothers' son...

allow him to be a boy.
allow him, sometime, with danger to toy.
allow him his feet to find,
allow him to the realities of life not to be blind.
don't try to feather his path with delicacies
stumping is growth and resourceful abilities,
to walk without fear, head held up high
to face any harshness dealt, not giving up, best to try...
to grow into self, never forgetting values instilled
reaching for the best in every action success, willed.
stumbling in the cockiness of sheer stubbornness
coming out the other end bruised yet, successful and with a humbleness.
an understanding will then know to dawn
a new found self shall be born,
where, lessons harsh learnt through experience indulged
a valuable schooling going forward in life divulged.
a boy will be a boy not knowing to tread light...
on a mothers heart a tortuous plight
but, never, in all his bullish pushing forward
will he forget to say...mum i love u...and continue onward.
so with a sigh, i say, dear mother be brave,
do not yourself in unnecessary fears enslave,
trust in your abilities and all the time u have invested
he is his mothers' son...by his actions attested.

RB.