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You and I, we can keep a secret.
Parents have to do that between themselves, to stay ahead.
I have found success and wish to share…
But, only with those that need this badly.
My kid, sometimes aloof and far away.
My lovely child, is a mystery at times.
Every parent frets a bit, in one manner or another.
Probably, all is well.
Never time to talk.
In the morning, coolly, I ask, “Need a lift today?”
These my friends, are miracle words that open doors.
From the time they get in to your car, your truck, or…
until the time they are released back into the wild,
they are on the best, level field, you are ever going to get.
They are pleasantly, pleasingly trapped and it a good mood.
Speak calmly. Don’t ask every question all at once.
(let yourself breath, don’t lock up now)
Be interested in every word they say.
Make sure you are listening and not adding your view.
If they are talking, don’t interrupt…
Bask in your success…
Be at peace, you have more than you had before.
Be prayerful, and tell God, thank you for keeping our kid(s) safe.
If they want to pick up a friend and you can fit it in, do it.
When “they” are gathered in groups, “they” are more at ease.
You will gain further strides to understanding “all”.
The chance, the window of opportunity closes swiftly.
Make the very best use of all that you can.
Hopefully, they will need another ride… tomorrow.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019