I think I'll treat, <br />My husband like my son, <br />Men are like big kids, <br />They need to have fun. <br /> <br />They need to feel nurtured, <br />To feel cared for, <br />With our affection, <br />We shouldn't be poor. <br /> <br />They need to feel that <br />They are in control, <br />Just like little boys, <br />They need to see their role. <br /> <br />They need to be babied, <br />Every now and then, <br />They feel very fragile, <br />Especially when. <br /> <br />We wives show we're strong, <br />We can stand alone, <br />We get on with things, <br />And we do not moan. <br /> <br />They get insecure, <br />And feel kind of weak, <br />They need reassurance, <br />Or else they start to shriek. <br /> <br />They kick and they fuss, <br />They dig in their heels, <br />They cannot explain, <br />How they truly feel. <br /> <br />So let's try and break, <br />This cycle we create, <br />When we raise our sons, <br />Consider the fate. <br /> <br />Of the woman who'll be with them, <br />In many years to come, <br />Let's make her life easy, <br />Not make her run. <br /> <br />Behind this little boy, <br />Who will one day be a man, <br />We shouldn't over-mother him, <br />We must do all we can. <br /> <br />To make him independent, <br />To make him strong inside, <br />We shouldn't hear him squeak, <br />And run straight to his side. <br /> <br />So all you mothers out there, <br />Think about your son, <br />Teach him to be open-minded, <br />Teach him to compromise, <br />Dear mother think so carefully, <br />The next time your son cries.<br /><br />Aisha Sherazi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/husbands/
