You stand there
Cawing and scolding
Telling me my place
As if you have a clue
A bad parent
With a horrible child
Crying
Because he was denied
You wish me to leave
Abandon unmade dinners
So you can cast your airs
Proud you have no child
I try to defend my son
Argue against indulgence
For which you’d scold me too
It’s a fight I cannot win
I suppose you were perfection
When you were naught by three
Never making a scene
For all the world to see
Of course you were
Only one who has not sinned
Can cast a public stone
Without being coined a hypocrite
Legends of Windemere 
My first reading of a poem by your good self and I really liked it. I can relate to this poem as we have children who are by no means perfect and quiet and sometimes you do feel the pressure of their presence..!
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Thanks. This was born from reading about somebody proudly declaring that they yelled at a parent about their crying child. The problem was that they admitted the child was crying over not being given a candy bar. All I could think was ‘I am so sure you threw a tantrum or did something publicly embarrassing’.
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Yes, but isn’t it funny how they never ‘remember’ that they were young once? Or had noisy children? Our youngest is autistic and makes a lot of noise and random sounds and some of the looks we get – well, there are times when I wish had the courage to make some sarcastic comment. You should never judge until you’ve walked a mile in that person’s shoes – that is something that I firmly believe. 🙂
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Exactly. We were all that age at some point. I’ll admit that I’m lucky. My son is very well-behaved in public. He sits quietly, tries to talk to strangers, and is fine if I give him something to hold. Still, he’s had his moments like any kid. I don’t get how an adult can be so harsh to a parent when that parent is trying to calm the child.
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I don’t understand a lot of people, full stop!
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More and more, society is being shaped by individualistic concerns. Often, people who are childless (they may say ‘child-free’) simply can’t understand why anyone would give up their ‘freedom’ in order to be at the beck and call of a screaming kid 24 hours a day. They don’t know about the magical moments, the unconditional love a child gives to parents, and only when they do, will they be able to empathise with someone trying to handle a tantrum in public. Like the poem and the pic.
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I’ve gotten into debates with a few of my ‘child-free’ friends. They’re always teasing me about being behind in movies, video games, and having to wake up early. They just laugh when I say, “Yes, but I get to come home to a laughing, playful child and watch that child grow.” After they deny that I remind them that eventually my son will be old enough to play video games and go to the movies. I’ll have a live-in Player 2 and popcorn sharer.
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And then you can do it all again with the grandchildren!
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Yup. The fun of pumping up a child on sugar and handing him back to the parent. Already looking forward to it. 😀
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Love it! True words Charles and very nicely put into a poem.
This is great.
Hugz
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Thanks. Also thanks for the hugz. ‘Z’ at the end makes everything special.
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It does, doesn’t it? I lubs itz! 😉
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Someone should write a poem using words like that.
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Hmm, that sounds like a dare! 🙂
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Great poem 🙂 I am sure a lot of people feel this way all the time. You summed it up perfectly.
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Thanks. It had to be said too. Many people seem to think that being a parent takes away your right to speak on the topic. Not sure why that is.
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Well, I’m glad you weren’t afraid to say how you felt.
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superb! any parent can relate to this, great poem, Charles!
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Thanks. 😀
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Thanks to you, charles, I loved this and appreciate you sharing. I am sorry to see you coming online now as i depart (children to attend to and dinner to cook etc). I will be back a little later and be posting more Cyralost related content (and I had intended to do some more reading tonight too, if possible, depends on how much I get done and what the children are like as baby Willow is restless today). Kind regards, my friend (and hope all is well with you and your family), Baldy 🙂
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I had a child-related morning, which is why I’m later than usual. Sadly, no way I’m going to be able to catch up with posts. I’ll try to get through more of your Cyralost content. You’re a challenging blogger to keep up with.
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funny you should say that, I believe there are no problems, only challenges, my father says i was a ‘challenge’ child! *giggles*
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You’re speaking up for the little people!
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Yup. The tiny ones need their message heard. ‘Tantrums are natural’.
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“Judging? You forget yourself”. Perfect title for a perfect poem!
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Thanks. I really like that title.
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😀 Welcome!
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