Dream My Son, Dream

by Pili Pubul

Let me nurture the ambition
of your dreams,
And close your ears
to defeating words.
I know that you possess
the power to overcome
difficult roads ahead.

Hold my hand, my son;
let's walk slowly
one second at a time.
The path goes up,
leading to the top
of the first hill.
Enjoy the challenge
as you look ahead,
rivers to cross
steep mountains to climb.
Observe the wonders
every day of your journey;
open those eyes
to all the alluring beauty
surrounding the way;
open your soul and breathe.

Perseverance is your strength.
Keep walking...I am with you,
observing each step,
each fall.
But wounds heal
as strength comes back.

You are almost there.
Now I see your smile;
Dreams became reality
as your wings expanded
Proudly, ready to take flight.

Author Notes: Alexander was a gifted child, diagnosed with learning disabilities, anxiety and diabetes. "Experts" told us at the age of seven he wouldn't graduate from high school. He went to Princeton, Oxford and Leuven Universities. It is now three years after this poem was written, Alexander is teaching at John Hopkins University, is a humble and excellent professor.

18-Jul-2013

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Comments on this Poem

so beautiful..

Rupradha
21-Jul-2013 14:24 PM

Motherhood exemplified. Superb.

Raj
20-Jul-2013 10:43 AM

Thank you so much.

Pili Pubul
20-Jul-2013 10:40 AM

Just wonderful...Thank you for sharing!

madhavi
18-Jul-2013 09:03 AM

Just wonderful...Thank you for sharing!

madhavi
18-Jul-2013 09:03 AM