Parents. - Poem by Bernard Shaw
Parents are you both so blind,
That childish being is but yours to mind.
Give care, give love, give guidance well,
For that baby of man, is but a shell.
Deep within lies a Godly love,
Entrusted to you by Him above.
Such eyes of innocence, shining bright,
Those tiny hands that hold you tight.
Yes that is your own flesh and blood,
So let love flow like a rushing flood.
A childhood composed of loving Joys,
Kindness and compassion, shall be its toys.
Parents heed my words of warning,
The awareness of your child is dawning.
What reports of you will it give above,
When it is called by that Heavenly love.
Will it say that you were blind,
Or were you of that loving kind.
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