A deeply personal piece, a contrast to ‘What manner of man’ I have been truly blessed .
A CHILDHOOD REMEMBERED
I feel it is something rather sad,
and regrettable that when I was just a Lad,
I could never really understand,
or appreciate, when so happy on the sand
all the work that it took,
the worry and toil,those magical holidays to book.
Or provide such food every Day,
safety and warmth and a Bedroom in which to lay.
To scrimp and save all year,
with sacrifices made to ensure a day of Festive Cheer.
I never feared a Father’s Belt
or hateful words for only Love was ever felt.
I was taught to have kindness and Manners,
as well as about Wires and Spanners,
just about everything a Boy would need,
so that a Man’s life I could lead..
Now and then I shed Tears,
thinking of those perfect Childhood Years
So to my Parents I say this
thank you with my love and a kiss,
that each morning in the dark
as I awake before the Day has begun,
I feel truly proud
and blessed to have been born your Son.