People are interesting, always doing what they like as
they grow older.
Being set in their ways, at times it's hard to get along
with them, yet we try our best.
Those with emotional and mental problems are the most
exhausting to our psyche, trying every approach that we
can think of, accepting them for who they are and what
they're like.
At times it drains us emotionally, but we continue
loving them unconditionally, hoping they'll fall in line
at least sometimes so we may have conversations and do
things with them.
Taking breaks from the stress of being with them, helps
us to recharge our batteries and take a step back.
On the whole, trying our best to respect them all and
treat them with the dignity that they deserve.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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