Sunday, September 13, 2015

A beauty written by unknown

I found this beautiful so am sharing 


My Child

My child isn't my easel to paint,

Nor my diamond to polish!

My child isn't my trophy to flaunt,

Nor my dummy to taunt!

My child isn't my badge or my honour,

Nor my respect that he/she must protect!

My child isn't an idea or a fantasy,

Nor my reflection or legacy!

My child isn't my puppet or my project,

Nor my pawn or my cadet!

My child is here to fumble & stumble

To get in & out of trouble!

My child is here to try,

To fall & to cry!

My child is here to unravel the mysteries,

To educate oneself & rewrite histories!

My child is here to make his/her own choices,

To exercise his/her freewill & experience the consequences!

As a Parent,
My task is to make my child able & capable,

To keep aside my ego & be by his/her side!

My task is to guide & educate,

To let be & not frustrate!
My task is allow him/her to ponder,

And see my child grow into a Wonder!


Send this poem to all parents whom you think are wonderful ....I just did

Hope i too am able to follow this..Thank you poet for writing such a wonderful one 

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