'Teach Your Children' - Poem by Linda Winchell
Are we really listening?
To what our children say?
Do we spend the time we should?
Teaching them…each and every day?
They really have some great ideas
When asking… if they could help you cook.
Not every parenting tip that you know
Was written in your personal parenting book.
When your son comes up to dad and asks
“Can I help you dad to mow? ”
And you reply, “Not this time boy”
And he turns away to go.
What did you really say to him?
Those words your children… read between your lines.
Their sting is deeper than you might know
When you push your child aside.
By: Linda Winchell
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