Mom and Dad: An Ode
My Dad always told me to go with the flow:
A Soul breaking Free from the sludge.
My Mom taught me not to judge:
To Love my neighbor as my foe.
I owe my folks for how I was raised.
Discipline was not withheld.
Loved when I finally fell.
To their God I must Praise.
Schoolin’ was my favorite part of life –
Readin’, writin’ and ‘rithmatic.
Knowledge was a Free Gift —
Growing and Living free of strife.
Someday I’ll have my own kids.
Raise them just like I was.
Passing along the Way it does.
No matter what we did.