Those things

I think it makes sense. The mother is trying to brief her child on life. However, I'm unsure about a few things. how old is the child? On the topic of thunderstorms, I got the impression of a younger child. Then you mentioned gay pron. It mixed me up a little bit. Would a mother tell a young child that? I think not. Other than that, I think it's a very sweet poem. Tell me the inspiration, please.
-Rachelle41

The mother is teaching her child the ways of things-what is bad, wrong, scary, welcome, happy. But 'every fiber or sinew that is the way of things' makes me stop. It sounds like a mother encouraging a child to not question, not revolt, to go with the flow and not change the flow. It sounds like a mother trying to hush any voice inside her child that says to ask, to wonder, to dream, to revolt. Yes, she is trying to keep her peace, her throne, her very mind. But what of the child? Do they look at this carefully made window and want to break it? Is that why the mother is saying those things? To prevent her window from being shattered, to keep the child safe inside.
But every child wonders eventually. Some wonder by sticking their faces to the glass and imagining what they cannot touch. Some open the window carefully and reach out a hand to feel what they have been denied. But some don't care. Some just break the window, break their mother's words.
I wonder if the child will grow up to stick their face to the glass. But I truly hope they grow up to break the window.