Parents
Because we are parents
We still do care
About our family
And its total welfare
From the time they are born
And cling to you with hope
There’s no knife in the world
That can cut this heavy rope
The first step they take
Is a source of great delight
And we are the source of comfort
They turn to, in their fright
And when they go to school
Our hearts swell with joy
As they bounce up and down
Holding a favorite toy
Then sometimes they play truant
Using sickness as a tool
To stay at home and play
And break your every rule
Then, as they go to college
To earn their own degree
No way are the parents
Still really tension-free
For till they settle down
And then forge ahead
They parents start worrying
As to when they will, now, wed.
And then, when they marry
Extra tension we do carry
We want them to be blessed
And never, ever, stressed
Then time for us to change
And widen up our range
As grandparents we now stand
To lend a helping hand
This bond, for which, we wait
Is indeed fulfilling and great
There’s lesser time for sorrow
And more hopes for the morrow
Parenting is a boon
For it teaches us to share
You learn to live for others
And their good, and hard times, share.