You Reap What You Sow

He was your son, your blood

You loved him and cherished him

Growing up he always knew

That you were there for him

When he was a toddler

You held his hand; helped him walk

When he was a young boy

You played with him; gave him your time

But on the other hand, he saw

You didn’t extend the same hand

To your mother when she needed it

You didn’t give your time

To your father when he could have used a conversation

He knew what he had to do when he grew up

He treated his child with love and care

And treated you the way you had treated your parents

And now you feel hurt and dejected?

You reap what you sow.