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gorilladna shared a letter in the Parenting group 6 months, 2 weeks ago
RELATIVE TREES
Relative Trees
My son is strong, a young oak tree
His leaves move gently in the breeze
His shadow calms, puts me at ease
He is the tree I wish to be
My tree is rugged, rough, and torn
Life’s left it’s mark, my bark is worn
Leaves have fallen; my shade, forlorn
I’m not the tree that I was born
My son’s long branches reach the sky
Grows and flowers as birds come by
Watch in wonder and start to cry
As he bears fruit for passersby
My roots will keep his soil intact
And block the wind upon his back
And when the Man comes with His axe
I’ll be the one that He will hack
My son’s tree will live long and free
And he will bloom majestically
My stump will keep him company
Under his shade is where I’ll be
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awww this is so incredibly sweet. I hope having your son’s back, and seeing all of his wonder, reminds you of your own power and greatness. Don’t let the hardships in life ever weigh down your “branches.” This poem is truly beautiful. your son is lucky to have you. Also, want to share this with @rickwrites — feel like he’d appreciate this piece!
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Thank you, again, Lauren. My son is such a beautiful, gentle soul. He also, unfortunately, inherited a propensity for depression and anxiety. Thankfully, he is doing well and flourishing today. I also wrote a similar poem for my daughter, which I will post shortly. The last two years I wrote hundreds of poems as a way to manage my coming out as gay and a divorce after 23 years of marriage. It has been incredibly therapeutic for me.
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Hello Ricardo,
Your son must be an amazing person. You poem really honors him. Very sweet.
Shelley
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Thank you, Shelly! I will post one on my daughter shortly.
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Hi Ricardo,
Your son sounds wonderful as well.
Shelley
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