The Wrestling Match Poem by Jim Yerman

The Wrestling Match



What is the greatest treasure we can give our children?
It's a question all parents wrestle with…
many think it's wealth and money…but I think that's a myth.

It could stem from the fact I didn't make a lot of money wearing a teacher's hat….
but we had enough and I've come to believe…it is much more than that.

I was home when my children were home.
If there was trouble…I was there to help them through.
I never missed a game or a concert…we had the same vacations too.

I was there to teach them things they'd never learn in school.
I was there to laugh and sing and dance with them…
I was not afraid to look like a fool…

I saw them at their best and worst behavior…
brimming with joy…or feeling sad and blue…
They saw me the same…and learned how I was human too.

When it comes to the life we have created…
when I think of each individual family member…
In the end…will it be the money…or the time spent…they'll remember.

When my final days on earth are over…
When I've reached the end of my climb…
Will our final wish together be we had more money…
or will we wish for a little more time.

Yes, it's a question all parent wrestle with…
sometimes it continues non-stop…
I'm just thankful when they wrestled in my life…
time came out on top.

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