Monday, July 2, 2012

As Things Get Harder











 









You fed me when I was a child
And saw to all I’d need,
But, now that our roles have reversed
I’m not sure I’ll succeed.

I can’t just send you to your room
If you don’t clean your plate,
Or spank you if you’re out of sorts
Because you stayed up late.

The things you need to have me do
Grows more vast every day.
The days when it was just a meal
Have slipped so far away.

I struggle just to comprehend
The things you try to say
And watch you slip farther from me
With every passing day.

I love you more than you can know,
I hope your heart can see
That all you need, I’ll gladly do.
Just like you did for me!

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