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This has been posted before and is worth posting again....Kahlil Gibran
On Children
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children." And he said: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell 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. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows
may go swift and strong. Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness; For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
I post this poem because it is beautiful, but it also has so much wisdom, I believe the archer is our HP, and the bending is all the worry and sadness we go through, but in the end he wants us to be stable..... some of us may have other interpretation of this poem, but this is what I thought of. og
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Don't Worry About Growing Old, It Is A Privilege For Some Of Us.....
I have this Poem framed in my kitchen for many, many years, It too spoke to me and suggested that I could love my son but he did not "Belong to Me". I needed to be stable as the "Arrow" went into the world directed by the Higher Power
Thanks for the repost of this poem. I'm taking a page out of Betty's book and will frame it and hang it in my kitchen. Still have heard nothing from my AD for three months.