Errant Child

©01-22-2020, Olan L. Smith

Because of the wayward child's actions a parent's pride,

Cooked just right, can be prepared

For consumption, with a gulp it is consumed

Chunk by miserable chunk; it's always hard to swallow.

Yet, a parent's love is always given to even the most wayward

Of children's deeds, they don't have to absolve you to love. If

You don't believe a parents cares? Count the tears, tally

The sleepless nights, and the endless visions of your return.