RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
New beginnings spreading love and gentleness in kind increments.
Little ones, expectant, looking to those who love them.
Full of trust and wonder, awaiting guidance only parents can give.
Entrusted with their temporary care, do we bring life to them
through our actions or our words?
Do we take the time to help develop their inner talents and teach
Are we assertively teaching our children to get along in this world,
or are we unfailingly teaching them to be failures?
Are we fully aware that our children are watching and learning our
behavior as they see it - filing it away in childish minds?
We are to be shining examples in their narrowed views of life - what
are we teaching them?
Every child needs to know unconditional love, fair play, discipline
Looking ahead, can we project our ideas of what they will be like as
people and not what they will grow up to be in future years?
Are we realistic in our hopes and dreams?
Have we taught them that they have choices?
Many thoughts, questions, answers must be given.
Do we know what to say when talking to our children?
Will they find answers from us or turn to drugs and alcohol?
Think carefully, children are vulnerable, trusting, open to
Can we teach them to continue flowing creatively in this direction?
Or must they grow up exactly like us, their parents?
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