The Child Poem by The Mowjo

I can look through the eyes of a parent,
But see through the eyes of the child,
Think back to when I was a youngster,
And things that made my parents wild.

All the things that I did, but they loved me,
All the times that I nearly forgot,
All the times that I really was nasty,
But bless them they loved me a lot.

So remember your child’s indiscretions,
Think back to the things you did too,
And learn, to forgive and to love them,
For that child is the image of you.