General Poetry posted August 3, 2019

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My son challenged me to write more than silly poetry.

Sonnet to my Son

by Susan Larson

You challenged me to write a sonnet poem,
and so, I tell you what I'm thinking of;
seems fit I share it as from home you roam,
and I remember days we spent with love.

The times we worked together in the wood,
those moments I'll not easily forget.
Forever I would stretch them if I could,
but you must go, the course is yours to set.

Yet, you're no longer just my little boy,
whose music and deep faith had helped to grow;
the years of football wrought both pain and joy
and now a man, it's time to let you go.

I wish you well in everything you do,
Remember I am always here for you.

Sonnet Poetry Contest contest entry



My son and I together landscaped an acre of woods into a walking trail, complete with 50 decoupaged poems nailed to the trees. Part of this project is pictured above. I called it my Garden of Verses. While he sustained a football injury that year, he was also part of a state championship team. The death of his younger brother also strongly played into his becoming a man and strengthened our bonding as mother and son, which did include a little humor along our path together. The following sort of sums this up:

I write my poems mostly just for fun
But they're so silly, said my teenage son
He said Try a sonnet.
I said, Son, I am on it!
So, here is my very first one.

Photo credit: Susan Larson
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