Children of Mine

Proud can be a word.

Worried is usually the answer.

Sometimes it is delight

though often it is empathy

and resisting the temptation

to turn everything into a teachable moment.

Most times it is merely holding their hand

as they walk beside you

or cuddling them even if they are not sick.

Nowadays it is waiting for the door to open

as they come home

grateful they made it.

 

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