This life is short, please don't waste time,
we'll not be pleased with all our children do.
We raise them the best we can
have faith in your teaching as they choose a hand.
O this world is complex, traditions may disappear
it's the love that we focus on that must remain true.
Don't turn your back on God's gift of child
remember well, they are still a part of you.
You'll walk through storms, foster hurtful feelings,
much pain may sting and tears will fall.
Nothing is worse than the loss of a loved one,
who still stands on this earth so very tall.
Pull back the shield, remove the wall
step over sticks, forgive harsh words so shared.
Be a hero, Mother, Father, siblings all
forget the rage, show you truly care..
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Aug.2/2015
Time 9: 31am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes being a parent is not an easy job. To train up a child takes much work and lots of prayer.