Parenting Poem by Jim Yerman

My mom and dad had an effective parenting technique…
They were never too strict…unfair…or mean…
They were constantly reminding me how our family tree
is not deciduous…but an evergreen.

How each year our tree grows taller…
How I am but one branch upon that tree.
How all I have to do is look up…
so see my ancestors watching over me.

Yes, it's been quite easy finding meaning and balance…
keeping my life in sync.
because before I say or do anything
I look up…then ask my self…what would my ancestors think?

I've had this wonderful feeling all my life…that I've never been alone.
It's brought me peace and happiness…no matter how old I've grown

My ancestors have always been with me ever since I was a little boy
They've shared in all may sadness…they've participated in all my joy.

In everything I do I try to honor those who came before me…
It is my hope I've given my ancestors reasons to adore me….

And I like to think I'll be ready…when it's my turn…
when it comes time or me…
to join my ancestors as we watch over
the newest branches growing on our family tree..