Sounds trite but in the end it’s right
Make peace, not fight
Say a prayer to God for someone each night
Before turning off the light
Try to treat your fellow neighbor right
Be brave to teach the children
wrong from right
Don't criticize, lest you dim their bright
Don't satisfy their every desire
or fuel their selfish fire
Try to build in them a gentle flame
One that seeks fulfillment rather than fame
Humility, rather than a glorified name
Don't push too hard or twist their brain
Because wouldn't it be a shame
If their talent and heart was all in vain
Teach them to walk peacefully
In either the sun or the rain
Feed their heart with goodness
From the start
For of the world, they'll be a part
Don't chastise them if they're less than smart
Don't build them too tall or break them apart
Just give them tenderness and care
Teach them how to give and share
They'll be your legacy
And in them, a piece of you will always be there
A lingering reflection of your love and care
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem