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!
This poem is for all parents and children…
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