When your children are young
You must have a wish to make them
Some one, you spend your time,
You spend your money behind them
Better than you
You want to educate them
You worry for them, try various plan
Send them to distant land
To make them more polished
You wish them to glitter like a piece
Of gold or diamond
They should flow like a river
Should blow, sweet, like a gust of wind
We wish they should be eloquent
Like the actor cum President Ronald Regan
Be an investor like Warren Buffet
Or at least be the top notch of any field
But things start to be very interesting
When he comes back at home
And starts to differ with you
From faith to philosophy
From social issue to financial plan
Now you start to have a doubt
If you had done any wrong
In bringing up her or him
If it would have been better
If she or he never been born
You are so adamant
You never thought
May be somewhere in some way you are wrong
After all you are very traditional
And more over you wanted your child
To be very sharp like the edges of blades
Now when he cuts you burn
It is not really a fun
A very heart breaking scene
You fall out with your children.
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extra enlightening write. So often this happens with our children, mine as well. I want the very best of everything life for each of them. However I realize they are their own person, and I cannot control other people lives. And I will bow to their desires. because they are part of me. love these thoughts about our kids.