Your children are not your children; <br /> <br />They are the sons and daughters life <br />longing for itself <br /> <br />They come through you but not from you, <br />Though they are with you they're not possessions <br /> <br />You may give them your love but not your thoughts, <br />For they have their own thoughts <br /> <br />You may house their bodies but not their souls, <br />For their souls live in the house of tomorrow, <br />Which you cannot visit, even in your dreams <br /> <br />You may strive to to be like them, <br />But seek not to make them like you <br />For life goes backward and lingers not with yesterday <br /> <br />You are the bows from which your children, <br />As living arrows are cast forth <br /> <br />The archer sees the mark upon the path of the Infinite, <br />And God Himself fills you with His Might that His <br />Arrows may go swift and far <br /> <br />Kahlil Gibran <br /> <br />(Interpretation by ROTMS) <br /> <br />Read more writings by ROTMS at http: //rotms.blogspot.com<br /><br />Ray Lucero<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/children-are-not-possessions/
