Those apron strings just tie him down
and he’s smart enough to know he should drop them and run.
He doesn’t want to be ‘seen to’ and can cook, clean and serve himself
personal independence and housework is good for his health.
‘Seen to’ is ‘tied to’ and he’s smart enough to know
how to leave it all behind till they learn to let go.
He’s a free bird and he knows how to fly
to the balcony, with a nice cup of chai.
A link to the first post in this set of lockdown poems – Gonna Fly
This is a lockdown poem, and a take off on a family phrase ‘seen to.’ It’s a phrase in my husbands family that, since marriage is also my family. As in “She can’t go out because she has to ‘see to’ her husband” meaning – do the housework and serve him his food.
It really makes me laugh! It’s surprising in a nice way, that a generation of older women with fairly traditional ideas on gender roles managed to raise sons with different ideas.
To the mothers who have learned to let go and embrace new traditions. Or at least, accept that each generation will create those of their own.