Here’s a poem about a Mother Creeker who is tired of witnessing people not understanding Conscious Discipline:

A Mother Creeker, proud and true, With a heart that shines bright like the morning dew. She’s learned a way, to raise her kin, With love and Discipline, to help them win.

But folks around, they just don’t see, The beauty and POWER, of Conscious Parenting, you and me. They mock and sneer, and say it’s weird, But this Mother Creeker, has no more to fear.

For she knows, the wisdom she’s found, Is a path to a brighter future, for her Children to be renowned. With Conscious Discipline, they’ll grow so strong, And the world they’ll make, will be a better place to belong.

So if you don’t comprehend, this Mother Creeker’s way, Just step aside, and let her Children LEAD the way. For she’s done with folks, who don’t see the light, And she’ll guide her Children, with Love, Compassion and MIGHT.