Meeting Expectations

From a tender age I felt a strain with my mother She labelled me “highly strung” I irritated her! I struggled through life, desperate for her affection The harder I tried to please, the greater the divide. She loved my brothers, I could never understand Saddened, I turned to my father, he was my rock. I chalked it down to not meeting her expectations. Years passed, I ended the struggle with mother I married and was blessed with children of my own. Realising that each child is unique, so different I wondered for years how this could be so...... They were both born from us, the same parents We raised them with the equal values and norms The opposites they are, never ceases to amaze me. I love my children, embrace their individuality. Encourage them to be free, to be just as they are. My children will always be treated as equals Loved unconditionally, I have no expectations Forever proud of these two powers in my world I remain in awe at the achievement of them!