To Suffer For Our Children Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

To Suffer For Our Children



it is good
to suffer
for our children

I have a little red pill
a little pink pill
a larger round white pill

an elongated yellow pill
and as a night cap sleeping pills
oh what a good pill am I

which is for what
and what they...
are for I know not

just want
to sleep to rest...
and feel not

and wake
to hopes
of good health

better days
with something
really good

achieved
along
the way

I caught
this flu
from Kayla

cuddled
her held
her in my arms

to put
her to sleep
when she

was ill
not
feeling

well
not
complaining

so I wear
this flu
like a badge

of honour
I would
rather

I was ill
than my
daughters


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Complete version of the split images 'Oh What A Good Pill Am I', 'Pills For Better Days', 'I Caught This Flu From' and 'Caught This Flu From Kayla' by and Terence George Craddock.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Unwritten Soul 11 February 2013

That is how big a father love is, it can wrap his child around arm..bigger than the earth did! _Soul

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