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Watching Children Grow
Watching Children Grow
I had a child, whom I loved dearly.
I watched them grow taller yearly.
I taught them the best I could.
Sometimes, not like I should.
Children can be taught the right ways.
Yet it doesn’t keep them from going astray.
At times they wander as you watch in fear.
For the way they are headed is not clear.
We can love them and pray for their return.
For our parents’ heart until then will yearn.
We pray for their safety; we pray for them to see.
They need to grow up and act responsibly.
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