Just Let Them Be

A fireman, at age three
    I surely was destined to be

  At age four
    a fireman no more
    police officer was now for me

  By age five, baseball was alive
    in every single one of my bones

  Somewhere in there, for a month I remember
    wearing lacy dresses like Amanda Jones... 

  Today parents obsess over role exploration
    Just what on earth do our children mean?

  Seems to me the kids are learning about life
    Why can't we just let them be?!
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Bauer Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 11:57 AM
well said, gershon!
Wolf Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 7:32 PM
Thanks, Ilene. Kids need room to play and figure it out before they're 'grown up' and it's too late, methinks.
Lawless Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 3:17 AM
"you were supposed to watch the children!"....my response .."I did"
Wolf Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 7:31 PM
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Once my friend and I 'watched' the 18-month old boy spread diaper poo all over the dining room floor. Great job, Gersh! Kid's a real entrepeneur these days. He's got to be about 40+ already. Tempus fugit, gw
Hawkins Avatar
June 28, 2023 at 8:17 PM
Excellent advice. Life will teach them what direction they choose to take. And if they are happy in their desired jobs, let them be. And be thankful they want to work.
Wolf Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 7:28 PM
Amen, Shirley. Perfect comment. Thanks.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 28, 2023 at 7:24 PM
I wanted to be an archeologist, a model (too short and weight challenged (lol), a psychologist, a poet, a wife, a mom…
Wolf Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 7:26 PM
Didn't you ever want to be a ballerina, Kim?! Gosh!...
Tor Avatar
June 28, 2023 at 7:24 PM
Those that do not let children be a seriously flawed. Thanks for sharing my friend...
Wolf Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 7:28 PM
You can say that again, Michael: Seriously flawed!
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