my mom and my oldest son
Tao Talk
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
my mom and my oldest son
Tao Talk 
Love this. All of it your verse and this wonderful song.
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V, happy to hear you say that, thank you <3
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This sounds so sweet… maybe I would also need those dreams…
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Every person is a child at heart, so of course you need them <3
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the sweetest use of coax ever! so heart-warming and such an enjoyable read, Lisa –
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Laura, thank you <3
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That’s a great picture of your mum and your son, Lisa – you look so much like her! I love the phrase ‘coax the open from your eyes’ and the wish to ‘Let your dreams be gentle things’. A sweet lullaby quadrille, Lisa.
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Kim, thank you very much. Everyone used to say the same thing about me looking like her. My sister shares that with us also, except she has blonde hair. My son used to have pale blonde hair as a baby and toddler but it turned darker as he got older.
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You’re most welcome. Lisa.
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I immediately picked up on this phrase too – it’s so odd but just right.
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Beautifully done, Lisa. Coaxing wide awake to peaceful slumber is a major job for a mother.
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Dwight, thank you very much. <3 Yes, it is. And for fathers also. My son is the one who coaxes slumber for my granddaughter.
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Nice!
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Oh my heart this is so beautiful, Lisa. I love “Let your dreams be gentle things; daffodils and bluebird wings.” ❤️❤️
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Sanaa, thank you <3
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Oh, this is so tender, so beautiful, Li. It makes me think of singing my babies to sleep.💙
Great photo–you look so much like your mom! And that smile on your son’s face! Is there anything better in the world than a baby’s smile and laugh?!
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Merril, I’m glad you like poem and it brings those memories back to you. Thanks on the photo and my mom and I were more alike than different I’ve come to realize over time. Yes, both of my kids were very happy babies <3
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You’re welcome, Li! 💙
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A wonderful use of coax here, Lisa. Everyone should have a mom as loving – and persuasive – as the one the poem highlights. Loving mothers know when to play the role of influencer!
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Thanks so much, Bruce <3
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A sweet lullaby indeed, beautifully penned. Also I enjoyed your music selection very much.
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Thanks very much, Rosemary. The Analogues are a special breed. I LOVE THEM.
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Perfect, both poem and musical selection. I love the joy in the photo too. (K)
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K, thanks much. I know I’ve said some things about my mom and her cruelty over the poeming years, but she was a different person with her grandkids. She genuinely loved them and treated them well.
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That is a sweet photo of your mom and son! I could tell you are her daughter, Lisa! :>)
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Dwight, thanks. She was one in a million. People loved her, and her public persona was very likeable. I look at that pic and have to smile. My son was so cute! (and still is!)
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Amazing how fast they grow up! She looks like a really sweet lady! I see where you get your beautiful smile, Lisa.
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<3
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Lovely verse Lisa. I just edited an upcoming post earlier today, and guess what song(s) just happens to be on the list?
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Oh wow, Randy. Please let me know when it posts in case I miss it.
I got your email yesterday and am still thinking about who I want to write about for it.
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I will and no need to rush!
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Lisa, I love how sweet and gentle your words flow. You have your Mom’s smile. 💜
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Colleen thanks so much. I’m sure Mom would have been happy to hear you say that.
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The sweetest! And I love that Beatles song.
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Someone thanks. I also love that Beatles song :)
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I love the caring and sense of unconditional love you have crafted here – Jae
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Jae, I appreciate what you see in the poem. Thank you <3
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Precious photo, Lisa. Gorgeous poem and, or course, that song.
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Nancy, thank you x 3 :)
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Prego, Lisa.
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Such a lovely poem. Well done.
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AM, thank you very much. Sent out into the world, that all may heed its message.
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Very sweet. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Stew.
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What a wonderful post Lisa ❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you, Gabriela <3
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My pleasure 🌹
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Wow, a lovely lullaby, beautifully written.
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Thanks much, Di.
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Relatable and oh so lovely, Lisa!
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Carol, thank you very much <3
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A beautiful poem Li.
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Sadje, thank you, my friend.
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You’re always very welcome
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Lovely pic 👍
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Thank you :)
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“coax the open from your eyes” – oh wow! the beauty of this line.
Such a gentle, loving poem, thank you Li.
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Someone, thank you and you are welcome.
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Thank you for sharing this sweet image of grandmother and grandson ~~ The gentle loviness of your quadrille, the personal touch, truly heartwarming, Lisa.
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Helen, I’m glad you enjoyed my post. Thank you <3
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❤️❤️❤️
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Lisa, “daffodils and bluebird wings” really touches me — the whole lullaby feels so gently cradling.
~David
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Thanks, David. May it be every baby’s lullaby (and adults also.)
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Amen.
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Cool! This poem reads like a traditional timeless lullaby, known by all by heart. (I am looking now for the nearest baby or toddler to recite this to!)
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<3
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This is lovely, Lisa 🩵. My oldest would never sleep 🫣
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Thanks, Robbie. Poor baby and poor parents. Makes it tough.
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This is so beautifully tender and loving, Lisa. I love it. Of course, excellent tune to accompany!
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You have the look of your mom!
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Thanks, Dale! My sister also has her look but has blond hair. Mom had a lot of character. Once met, never forgotten. My gramma was like that too.
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Love that! For years I was my mother’s daughter and then somewhere, it switched and I became my father’s daughter! And boy oh boy… do I ever!
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Dale thank you <3 Yes, I'm all in with The Analogues. I also recently found out that they are creating new music and it is very good (need to listen to more of it.)
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My pleasure 💞
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Coax the open from … I love how you’ve messed with the verbs Li, pause for thought and reflection, great piece.
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Paul so glad you enjoyed the poem.
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