MISSING ELEMENT

© RYAN GUILEY

Our children could get gifts,

But too many could make a shift,

Of not appreciating the worth,

Knowingly, we have always put you first.

Each one of you weighed equal,

Why are your parents like seagulls?

To show you the one to one love,

Always catching you in a baseball glove.

What do children want the most?

Maybe the crust taken off toast?

With a jam smiley face design,

But will that make them fine?

But what makes them prosper,

Is how you are nurturing and foster,

Of showing your love towards,

Sweeping them off the floors.

But there is a missing element,

But it has all been in the print,

Where I showed my affection,

As they will understand the perfection.

How I love their mother so much,

As they will honour and be touched,

How we are so loyal and faithful,

While some methods are just wasteful.

Let people judge, and criticize,

But until you see it from my eyes,

You will never know the weight,

As I never overfilled my plate.

Keeping balance, thanking my bride,

As you all been my lifetime pride,

Children grow up no matter what,

But my door for them is never shut.