The Weans ©
Ken Waddell
Falkirk, Scotland
2004
What’s the meaning to all of this?
Bring weans to this world, bliss
What’s the best that you can give?
Make them laugh, a right to live
The day they came into this life, not to be filed
Lose sight of that moment and it will be wild
The love between us all on that day
Bottle it, cherish it, respect it, I say
The overwhelming responsibility to help this new life
Is human instinct, to protect, to shoulder the strife?
Our life as we knew it has come to a stop
Change our focus, it’s not selfish, it’s the top
The eyes start to notice, the first tooth is cut
Enjoy these moments and avoid life’s rut
Oh, the first day at school, they’re intrigued by the “why?”
So proud of you, it made me cry
There’s a new adult in their day
A teacher, well intentioned, enter the fray
Weans love to learn it’s their god given right
Help them along with homework, well into the night
How are you doing at this point in their path?
Are they still asking why? Still having a laugh?
It’s not about you! It’s about your choice
Love your partner, listen to their voice
Your hard work will soon be over, how did you fare?
To get it so wrong, will leave you feeling bare
It’s what you taught them, you reap what you sow
Did you do a good job? Or will you feel low?
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