Monday, December 15, 2014

Temper Tantrum

When you were just a baby girl,

You fell to the ground and told the world,

"I am not going to listen today."

"I just want to do it my way."


So I sat in the mall

And watched it all.

People walked by and each would stare,

They expressed no words to show they cared.


Patiently waiting for acceptance of reality,

Disappointments in life that you would see,

After an hour you finally got up,

Looked around and grabbed your stuff.


I wiped your clothes and wiped your face,

And we started to walk to our next place,

I reached for your hand and placed it in mine,

Learning with you is the most precious time.

<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© December 2014

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