Parents

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.