A Bird in Hand

by Wayne Gates   Mar 18, 2017

I was raised with an unknown tomorrow
a runaway Dad and a Mom who refused to borrow
A box left on the doorway with food and gifts
so we would have a Christmas and a meal to fix
As soon as I could I looked to provide
I worked 10 miles away without even a ride
Start at the bottom and work your way up the ladder
40 years of loyalty then retire, was the goal I was after
Watching my son walk away from opportunities I never had
to chase after rainbows makes me both fearful and glad
He was raised without fear to reach for the stars
While I settle for 3 meals a day and stuff my dreams in a jar


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  • 7 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    It takes great wisdom to understand your son is different from you and leaving him on his way but still supporting him. Experience has indeed taught you well. What a lovely and touching piece.

    • 6 months ago

      by Wayne Gates

      Thank You, Mel.
      I appreciate the compliment.

  • 1 year ago

    by Ren

    A truly touching piece!

  • 1 year ago


    This is a touching poem Wayne. A nice write!

  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    I have read this twice now and both times I was left speechless, I had so much to say in my mind but I just couldn't write it fast enough. Job well done I say.

  • 1 year ago

    by Naughtymouse

    This write has a lot to say for itself, ironic that it left me speechless.

    A wonderful write here sir.

    • 1 year ago

      by Wayne Gates

      I am grateful for your kind words.

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