Rituals of Sunrise & Sleep

Summary

The content is a heartfelt reflection on the joys and rituals of parenting, centered around the quiet moments of morning cuddles and bedtime routines with the author's three daughters.

Abstract

The article captures the tender moments between a parent and their children at sunrise and bedtime, emphasizing the bond formed through simple acts like warm hugs and breakfast. The author cherishes the evolving relationship with their growing daughters, reminiscing about the time when all three sought "snuggles" and acknowledging the enduring importance of physical affection in their family, which aligns with the author's "hugs not drugs" philosophy. The piece also invites readers to explore more poetry on Medium and highlights another poem that celebrates the connection between generations of mothers and daughters.

Opinions

The author values the intimate moments of parenting, considering them the best part of the day.
There is a sense of nostalgia for the time when all daughters wanted snuggles, with appreciation for the continued closeness as they age.
The author believes in the power of hugs and human connection over other means to foster well-being, indicating a preference for nurturing relationships.
The author encourages readers to engage with their other poetic works and a specific poem that resonates with the theme of familial bonds.

A poem about the joys of parenting

During the dawn’s silence, in the morning, I must listen carefully. One footfall brings a yawning, cuddly child. Dispensing warm hugs and a warm breakfast, my day begins.

At night, the child returns to bed. “Not tired!” Grumping about sisters, early bedtime unfair. But wait: in minutes, sleeping.

I have three daughters, and when they were younger, they all wanted “snuggles” during bedtime or in the morning. The best part of my day!

Now they’re older, only the youngest still has “snuggle” time with me. But all three of them still like hugs, so I’m okay with that. :) I’m of the “hugs not drugs” generation, and I’m hopefully raising my kids the same way.

If you like this poem, feel free to check out my others here:

And a really lovely poem about generations of mothers and daughters is “A Wander Through Light From Birth To World” by Bonnie, also published in Dancing Elephants Press:

Rituals of Sunrise & Sleep

A poem about the joys of parenting

Poetry

Here’s a collection for your reflection of published poem after poem which all call Medium home.

A Wander Through Light From Birth To World

Dancing Elephants Press Prompt week 48 of 52 — The Ever So Bright Light