To The Children

To The Children

We all cry for our children
We ask where they are going
But do we dare let them see
Our pain, our love, our misery!

Maybe if we did let them see our tears
We would not have so many fears.
To outside influence, drugs and beer.
If we could show how much we care.

Too hard on discipline. Too little it seems.
If only we could find one in-between.
We never say " I Love You" enough
Then " I am Sorry" for all the abusive stuff!

Why is it that parents can never see,
The pain we give our kids, the misery.
When will the hatred ever stop
When we push our children to someone
Down the block.