When we are young <br />and are asked what we want to be <br />when we grow up. <br />Some don’t know <br />how to answer <br />that question at all. <br />Some say a Doctor, <br />a Lawyer, a Policeman, <br />a Fireman or such. <br />However, how many say, <br />I want to be like my dad, <br />stand straight and tall, <br />or girls like their mother, <br />pretty and caring. <br />Why is when children <br />are asked what they want to be, <br />they tend to forget <br />the most import people <br />in their lives. <br />They go for <br />the glamour and glitz, <br />forgetting the most important bits. <br />They look at professions <br />they hope will bring them fame, <br />when they should be looking <br />at those who care most of all.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/care-most-of-all/
