Your Child

Do not allow them to smoke or drink, Or even to get a tattoo, If your child does then sit down and think They wouldn't be them, that would be you. Don't raise them the way that you was raised Instead raise them the way you wished you was, Take them to church let them see God praised And always give them your love. Spare the rod and you'll ruin the child As written down in the Bible in Proverbs, Spank the child when they go wild Don't give them candy and sweets, give them herbs. Don't raise your child on your past On the dreams and the desires you have toiled, Remember it's always the the first stone cast Then by the next stone the child is spoiled. Remember the child came from you It's not your sisters or your parents or them, Raise them the way in which is honest and true Then one day they will sing you a grateful hymn. You alone are the parent God gave you that great and honorable gift, So, always be there and never be transparent No matter of any strain or rift. If after you are all grown And you look back at your childhood with a smile, And of your childhood to the world you want it to be known You were then raised with love and tenderness and not guile. Don't let your parents ever spoil them Remember it is your child and not theirs, Remember in life it's always either to sink or swim No matter of the homes or lairs. Randy L. McClave