Children Poem by Ershad Mazumder

Your children are never yours
They are creation of the time
They are born through you
They are not from you.

You do not own them
Neither they own you
You can do everything for them
But can not transmit your thoughts and ideas.

They live with you
But not their soul
They live in their future
You can not reach there.

You may try to be like them
But wish them to be like you
Life never flows back
Nor wait for the past.