I worry about my children.
As my parents before me.
How I wonder how they made it, with out technology.
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A very touching, sweet and beautiful poem from the word go. True, you have to wonder how our parents kept up with all the things they did in their time to raise us up as good and independent as we are today and it bugs the mind today to think if we are at least in a good way imparting in our own kids some of those values despite all the distractions technology offers today...Good poem!
If they know you love them that's all they need When their happy or when they bleed A lovely write from the heart of a real mom! ! !