Children are like sail boats,
Sailing towards goals all black and white.
Facing the wind in mid life
Spinnaker sails unfold, to colors bright.
We only see their failures,
We criticize every move and turn,
Never realizing all our dreams for them
Are processed as they learn.
We want to lock their rudders,
Control them with advice we lend…
Forgetting all the knowledge we shared,
Depends so much upon the wind.
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