The Boy Poem by Phil Soar

I taught the child his A, B, C's
I also paid my daughter's fees
I potty trained him as a tot
I bought him all the toys he's got
I suffer with him when he's sick
I taught him how to throw a stick
I waited for him outside school
I played his games, acted the fool
I fed him things his mum said "no"
I took him everywhere I go
I finished off uneaten food
I told him he should not be rude
I felt his pain if he was hurt
I let him roll in lots of dirt
I hugged him when he needed love
I asked him not to push and shove
I sat and watched endless TV
I bounced him on my aching knee
I played the countless games of trains
I washed his face and got him changed
I hope he has the chance to learn
I ask for nothing in return