Raising Daughters (A Poem)

by StevenHelmer

A poem inspired by being a father to two daughters of my own.

One of my favorite hobbies is watching horror movies, especially those with scary monsters. However, I rarely get scared by them any more and, some time ago, one of my daughters asked me why. I jokingly told her it's because I'm a dad and there's nothing that can scare me any more as a result of that. After some consideration, I realized that would make a great poem and ended up writing this daughter-inspired piece.

My Poem

Look at you wearing that old-fashioned hockey mask

Holding a butcher knife or machete with eyes full of rage.

You may think you’re terrifying

But, I, personally, have survived a pre-teen girl who went on a rampage.

So why don’t you once again focus on teenagers

Because, if you think you’re going to scare me, don’t even bother.

You might be scary to most people.

I, on the other hand, am raising daughters.

Raising your voice in anger or growling like a wild animal

Might make you seem tough.

But, I spend my days walking on eggshells

Because you never know what will set these girls off.

Yeah, one moment they may act all sweet and innocent

And even love their dad.

Just look at them wrong, however

And, boy, do they get mad.

Angry Girl
Angry Girl
Image Courtesy of Pixabay

Also, let’s not forget the various landmines throughout the house

Whether they are naked Barbies, other toys or pieces of board games.

I really hate to say this.

But, they would make a hunter like Predator envious and put it to shame.

Not to mention the glitter that seems to be everywhere

It sticks to everything and, if it gets in your eye, it can be quite blinding

It’s as though it was designed by a mad man to be a cruel form of torture

Even on the rare occasion the kids are actually minding.

So, while you may be terrifying

And have most other people quaking in their shoes from midnight til noon

I can honestly say you have zero effect on me.

In fact, you could say, over time, I became immune.

Because anything you could do won’t be as scary as what’s underneath my own roof.

You may be some big, bad and scary monster. But, I am a father.

And, just in case you forgot,

I’m raising daughters.

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Updated: 11/19/2016, StevenHelmer
 
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frankbeswick 19 days ago

My daughter, when argued with, in her teens, used to race upstairs to her room and barricade the door. I have never understood how fast she could do it. Then she would not come out till she was ready. A moody female, yes,but all was well.She has now a respectable career as a social worker and today presented the family with Benjamin John Turner,weighing six and a half pounds, who is doing well. So don't worry about your daughter's emotional state. Moodiness in a daughter is not a sign of the path to damnation.

Veronica 20 days ago

Aw .... delightfully heartfelt.

I feel the same about having taught 5 year children for 30 years. Me and 35 kids aged 5 years all to myself. Nothing phases me, scares me, surprises me. I can act unconcerned , keep straight-faced whilst trying not to laugh. Parenthood and Infants teaching - great training for life.
(and raising a family of sons isn't easy either )

judy 20 days ago

Steve, I really love this poem! Just great!

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