Read NEW Poetry from all over the world

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Read NEW Poetry from all over the world:

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three option to submit.

FREE POETRY CONTEST – Deadline TODAY

Read NEW Poetry from all over the world:

WAGNER THE LIGHT GUY, by Chenda Cox
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/27/wagner-the-light-guy-poetry-by-chenda-cox/

GABBY’S STORY, by MS Rockett

Gabby’s Story, Poetry by Ms. Rockett

THE DESTITUTE DEMOCRACY, by Steve Miller

The Destitute Democracy, Poetry by Steve Miller

IT’S ONLY RIGHT, by Drew Price

​​​​​​It’s Only Right, Poetry by Drew Price

A MOMENT, by Oyinkan Agboola

A MOMENT, Poetry by Oyinkan Agboola

SLEIGH, by Brian Anthony Hardie

SLEIGH, Poetry by Brian Anthony Hardie

NOT EVERYONE, by Pyja Jurid Pyxaz

Not everyone, Poetry by Pyja Jurid (pyxaz)

THE NIGHT WE FELL IN LOVE, by Lari G.

The night we fell in love, Poetry by Lari G

WORD FROM EMMANUEL, by Emmanuel Griggs

Words from Emmanuel, Poetry by Emmanuel Griggs

SURVIVAL, by Nwoko Alexandre

SURVIVAL, Poetry by Nwoko Alexandre

YOU’RE NOT THE BOX OF ME, by Cindi Walton

You’re Not the Boss of Me!, Poetry by Cindi Walton

WHY CAN’T I MOVE, by Tierra Martin

Why can’t I move?, Poetry by Tierra Martin

 

You’re Not the Boss of Me!, Poetry by Cindi Walton

“You’re not the boss of me!” the kindergartner said
When his mommy told him, “Son, now it’s time for bed!”
“Wait till I turn 18, I’ll do just as I please”
Said the boy to his father as he took away his keys
“I’m 21 and DRINK; stop me if you dare!”

Genre: Family

You’re Not the Boss of Me!By Cindi Walton

“You’re not the boss of me!” the kindergartner said
When his mommy told him, “Son, now it’s time for bed!”
“Wait till I turn 18, I’ll do just as I please”
Said the boy to his father as he took away his keys
“I’m 21 and DRINK; stop me if you dare!”
His folks were concerned, but he didn’t really care
College came and went, and a job he did procure
Found a pretty brunette and asked to marry her
Bought a house in “Newville” where everything was new
The boss of his own destiny, to do as he would do
The years went by and children came, one, then two, then three
He had it all, life was grand, and this was his decree
“Look Mom and Dad” I did succeed, I knew it all along
You didn’t have to ride my butt and tell me right from wrong!”
The seasons changed, his kids grew up and then they started school
“You’re not our boss!” his children cried, he knew he’d been a fool
He saw now as a parent sees, through eyes just like his own
He knew he had a call to make, pulling out his phone
And when his parents answered, he said between his tears
You’re the “best boss” a kid could have; I thank you for the years
You never walked away and let me run amuck
The things you meant to teach, I DO BELIEVE they’ve stuck
Until we are a parent and see what parents’ see
We never can appreciate just how we came to be
Thank you to my Mom and Dad, who led, and did not fold
And made me see the value of ….Do as you are told!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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