| STAGES!! |
If your children are still small Enjoy it while you can... The stage where Mommy hung the moon Has a very short lifespan! Before you know it, they'll be 12 Much mouthier than at two! And suddenly what they do not want Is to be seen with you! "Drop me at the corner, Ma..." "Please, Dad...stay IN the car!" For this we suffered labor pains? Who DO they think they are??? Which brings us to the next stage The one where even THEY don't know Today's teens have to 'find' themselves Parents are considered slow! And when adolescence finally ends They move out on their own... Well, that sounds great...but for how long Do they keep bringing laundry home? And should they go to college It's really rather funny... The only course they pass with As Is calling home for money! Yup...there's no doubt about it Parenthood can be and is a riot After 18 years of toys and noise You've earned some peace and quiet! But will you get what you deserve? Perhaps...but not quite yet.... For 'till they're safely married off There's just no safety net! Then one day, when you turn around There are grandkids everywhere.... And they think your just wonderful Despite all that gray hair!!! They love your stories and your lap Once again...you've "hung the moon!" And doubts about this "grandma" thing Will vanish very soon! Cause grandkids were the Lord's idea The best He had to give... A reward from Him for all those years We let OUR children live!!! Dusty Richardson c 2000 |
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