Sometimes I Wish They Came With a Handbook

Balance

At times my heart is torn

Between helping you grow up

And rescuing you from life.

And in the process

Sometimes I make mistakes

And cause a bit of strife.

It’s easy to forget

While in my mind I think

I’m choosing what is best,

I need to let you

Make your own decisions

And figure out the rest.

Please be patient with me

This parenting is tough;

More than I thought perhaps.

And I have to learn to trust

That while I may mess up

God does fill in the gaps.