One More Day

A new born child, wrapped in all its innocence,
Complete with infant smell, both warm and clean,
Has laid its little head down ever so gently,
And has quietly fallen asleep, upon its mother's breast.

At two years old, can such activity be ceased?
At mid-afternoon the mother holds her child, 
With gentle rocking, and forced stillness, the head is nodding,
And after gentle coxing the child is soon asleep.

At four the conflict rages and sleep is often fought,
The child is held securely, you must be quiet, is taught!
The mother holds the line of battle firm and to the end,
Until the child is sleeping upon her breast again.

At six no nap is taken, to calm the hurried press
But mother in her wisdom has found some quietness.
She holds the child gently upon the breast at morn,
The child is sweetly wakened and mother is not worn.

At eight the mother questions, is my child to old for this?
Ought I to hold her gently in the breaking of the day?
May I please just let her waken as in days of yore,
Upon my breast in sweetness as in the years before.

Now her child is ten. A habit has been made,
On the shoulder of the mother her head is gently laid.
She holds her child and ponders the conflicts of this day,
To wonder when this child will rise and turn and walk away.

Oh let this moment last, when mother and child are near.
Let the time continue, to hold a special place so dear.
Allow the day to linger, the years to slip away,
but let the mothers breast be secure for one more day!

A Father Daughter Discussion

Father and daughter A young woman was about to finish her first year of college. Like so many others her age, she considered herself to be a very Liberal Democrat, and among other liberal ideals, was very much in Favor of higher taxes to support more government programs, in other Words redistribution of wealth.
She was deeply ashamed that her father was a rather staunch Republican, a feeling she openly expressed. Based on the Lectures that she had participated in, and the occasional chat with a professor, she felt that her father had for years harbored an evil, selfish desire to keep what he thought should be his. One day she was challenging her father on his opposition to Higher taxes on the rich and the need for more government programs. The self-professed objectivity proclaimed by her professors had to Be the truth and she indicated so to her father. He responded by Asking how she was doing in school. Taken aback, she answered rather haughtily that she had a 4.0 GPA, and let him know that it was tough to maintain, insisting that She was taking a very difficult course load and was constantly studying, which left her no time to go out and party like other people She knew. She didn't even have time for a boyfriend, and didn't really have many college friends, because she spent all her time studying.
 
Her father listened and then asked , 'How is your friend Audrey doing?' She replied, ' Audrey is barely getting by. All she takes are Easy classes, she never studies, and she barely has a 2.0 GPA. She Is so popular on campus;college for her is a blast. She's always invited to all the parties and lots of times she doesn't even show up for classes because she's too hung over.'

Her wise father asked his daughter, 'Why don't you go to the Dean's office and ask him to deduct 1.0 off your GPA and give it to your friend who only has a 2.0. That way you will both have a 3.0 GPA, and certainly that would be a fair and equal distribution of GPA.' The daughter, visibly shocked  by her father's suggestion, angrily fired back, 'That's a crazy idea, how would that be fair! I've worked really hard for my grades! I've invested a lot of time, and a lot of hard work! Audrey has done next to nothing toward her degree. She played while I worked my tail off!' The father slowly smiled, winked and said gently, 'Welcome to The Republican party.'   ....Ron White

Dennis Matheis

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