February 24th……...”AS A YOUNG BOY, ON YOUR FARM, DID YOU NEED TO HAVE BAD BEHAVIOR “CORRECTED” WITH A GREEN WILLOW SWITCH”?
POEM – “Not A Stitch, Plus A Switch” by N. Elliott Noorlun
Now I suppose all of you, Were perfectly born,
With nary a worry, Without any scorn.
But I’m here to tell you, I, perfect, was not,
As a matter of fact, I had little kid rot.
It’s not I was evil, Or badly inclined,
I just had a way, Of trouble to find.
So there came, one day, When my dad had a fit,
And so my backsides, Were made not to sit. 😉
A buddy and I, Were up to no good,
And doing kid things, That no one kid should.
Now when word got to Dad, We were up in haymow,
Soon both of us goons, Would learn about “OWWW”!!!
Dad found a nearby, Willow tree,
And cut him a “switch”, Of a foot length of three.
Dad quickly climbed up, That barn haymow ladder,
And minused my drawers, For the “switch” to feel badder. 😉
So there I was, No pants, not a stitch,
As I felt every whoop, Of that green willow “switch”.
After my paddle, I was sent down the rungs,
Of haymow ladder, With howls out my lungs.
And then the same, Happened to my pal,
And for history’s sake, His name was NOT “Al”.
At the time, it hurt, Yes, that’s so true,
And for a day or so, I felt really blue.
But, I knew my dad loved me, There never was hate,
He cared what I did, Even cared what I ate.
Both Mom and Dad, Were in love with God,
And strove for His will, While on earth they did trod.
Proverbs 22:6, Was their guiding light,
To raise their children, To do what was right.
The key is to sandwich, Discipline with love,
When we know we are loved, It’s a gift from above!!! ><>