they are the son's and daughter's of life's longing for itself
they come through you but not from you
and though they are with you yet they don't belong to you
u may give your love and thoughts but they have their own thoughts
u may shelter their bodies but not their souls cause their souls dwells in the house of tomorrow which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams
you may strive to be like them but seek not to make them like you
life never goes backwards neither tomorrow is promised
just make every simple moment of your and your son's and daughter's lives better which they don't have to say i hate this life and you are not the best people i met on the journey of my life
promise them of what you can give
not in notes that can be worn in no time
which can make their lives unsecured
the best promise is love and devoted care.....
