Parental Love

Sometimes being dad is tough
And parenting can be mighty rough

When I have to say no and they think it’s not fair
They stomp away screaming that I don’t care

It wrenches my heart that I have to conflict
It hurts so bad that it makes me sick

But if I don’t intervene
And fight my way through their screams

The choices they make may condemn us all
Them, for what they do and I for letting them fall

I love them dearly I know this is true
Because of the pain that we all go through

If I did not love them and it were all a lie
I would not hold them when they cry

I would not care about their accomplishments
I wouldn’t cherish all the time we’ve spent

But I do love them and I do care
I would fight for them, anything, anyone, anywhere

And through my love I understand 
That they're growing and they need my hand

Sometimes friendly soft and gentle
Sometimes steady and firm and parental


Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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