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Going On
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2009 Poetry
She stands innocent with hands on her breast,
a child growing in her formative youth.
Time will tell if she withstands the test,
turning to darkness or following truth.
One never truly knows the end result,
how they will grow, or how they will turn out.
All we can do is nurture them to adult,
holding them close as we watch them sprout.
Hoping when they leave our nest, our job done
has taught them to be true, and right from wrong.
This is the same for a daughter or son,
growing through time as they dance to life’s song.
Most do it right and make us truly proud,
while a few just want to follow the crowd.
very true all that is said here. We can only hope what we try to teach them they learn well and put into use later on when their on their own..