Love of a Parent

[Wanderer of the Mountains]

I know I'm writing this in pink, but it goes along with the song.... somewhat.

Somewhere a star shoots by,
And all of nature's wonders do surprize,
But it is all nothing to the feeling,
Of being loved by a child who you care for.

Of all the titles I've heard one appeals to me the most,
And I respect most who have it, even if I don't know them,
The title of a Father or a Guardian fits so well....
Though it's responsibilities are many.

To a young child, an Parent is always right,
To a new teenager, an Parent is an flawed fool,
And to those teens who have truly grown,
A parent is flawed, but they learnt as the teen grew.

Even as I write this little thought from my head,
Two little girls spring into my mind,
And I embrace them both, remembering the feeling they taught,
They had almost become my own children and I saw a new view.

Now I realize my Father, so considering, was so because,
He had been similair when he was young,
My Mother, though strict and possibly overbearing, was because,
She always cares for me and she worries too.

Now I look ahead and simply reflect on one simple thing,
How will my children look back at me,
When they look over their shoulder as they leave home,
I may perhaps never know.........

[Ray]

did you just make that up? it's really good!

[Wanderer of the Mountains]

I made it all up. Just one emotion made the entire song. Actually, more like five, but yeah. Glad you like it.