Daughters

by Larry Chamberlin   Oct 17, 2011


Daughters are the hardest to parent;
you need the finesse of a master chef
raising a golden crusty rounded souffle.

You must avoid jarring lest their spirits,
like the risen crown, collapse to mousse
and princess sinks in flattened custard.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Innocent Fairy

    This is interestingly written and very well done I liked reading it and made me hungry a bit,,,fantastic poem :) 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by AnnanHeppinstall

    I've made a few souffles.
    I even shouted at one and slammed the door
    of the oven, testing the theory, to no avail.

    As long as the wive's tail stands, your analogy is sound, as is your brevity.

  • 13 years ago

    by Lostlove1

    I can tell you are a "seasoned" father. Daughters are definitely harder to raise, at least once they become teenagers. Written with wisdom and experience that only a parent could understand but many can relate to. Well said :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    This poem is dedicated to all my daughters: Bio, step, 'foster' and poetic.
    8-D

  • 13 years ago

    by Meme

    Well, my dad says that too, hehe
    We are not that hard to raise, or are we?

    Well I really loved it so very much, it just brought a smile to my face.

    Nominated and 100/100 :)

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