things i teach my son:
to honour his sadness
. when it settles in his bones.
to know the value of his tears.
to always give words
to the rain in his heart.
is my gift to the one
who will love him one day.
—things i teach my son.
© Liezel Graham 2019.
A familiar poem to some of you, and a very special poem to me. This little poem was recently published in The Scarlet Leaf Review along with three other poems that I wrote last year.
I hope you find it as special as it is to me.
You can read my other poems at
Recently, one of my micro-poems was given new life by the wonderfully talented artist and illustrator, Kimothy Joy.
The image has been flying around social media and I am both pleased and humbled by this.
Here’s to healing — men and women, so that we don’t pass on unresolved hurt and pain to our children and through them, our children’s children.
I am so pleased to have had six of my poems accepted for inclusion in the August issue of the beautiful literary journal, ‘Anti-Heroin Chic’.