Poem By Thelma Murphy

Remember dearest child
We gave you life.
But that is all we can give you.

We can help you grow and mature.
But we can not live your life for you.

We can help ease the bumps and bruises.
And help you over the hard spots.
But we can not eliminate them for you.

Only you hold the key to your destiny
In your hands -- not your parents.

What you want for yourself is your
Choice and decisions not ours.
We can only hope that it is a wise choice.

What happens in life, we can not always control.
But remember dearest child, we gave you but one life.
And that is all we can give you.
What you do with that life is up to you.

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