Care
We are protetive right from birth
Of care there is no dearth
As they are most precious gifts on earth
We feel such joy n mirth.
As they grow their demands increase
Interest in us is on the decrease
They do whatever they please
Love for us will slowly cease
When from teenage to adults they grow
If they care they don't like to show
Wont share remain aloof even if stress they tow
Theres always crease on their brow
Its only when they have children they realize
How parents fussed over their cries
Then they show their family ties
Parents give in after a few tries.
Copyright © Bawa Talwar | Year Posted 2017
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