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Generation Gap

Sunder And Sonati

When we have children
We want to
Well
Bring them up well
We have to be aware, though, that
They are
Not clay to be moulded into pots
Nor pots to be filled by us
Think of
Gardens to be tended
Protected (for a while)
And we, stewards
Not gardeners

Each child is their own person
(And would perhaps like to
Bring us up well)

The

Generation

Gap

Is of our own making

If we would only
Respect their choices
Respect them
Like we do our other relationships
Then there can be
An inter-generational braided cord
Each strand different
Yet each strengthening the whole
All of us pulling
In the same direction
In the direction of
A better world