I helped him to walk, even as he was learning to crawl.
Now he runs right by me, never acknowledging my existence.
I taught him how to sing, before he could put two words together.
Now he expects me to bow to his Musical Genius, during rehearsal or audition.
I cheered for him when he was too young to know which way to kick the ball.
Now I cry for him, when he does things we both know are wrong.
I gave him his first allowance; he never gives anything, unless expecting it back with interest.
I saved him from being expelled, but he has gone out of his way to ridicule my imperfections.
I was there to help (I still am). He, however, has left me.
He was my baby, but now I am a stranger to him.
I am a prodigal's parent, waiting for his return.
I would not do this, had someone not already invested in me.
I was, myself, a prodigal person.
Now he runs right by me, never acknowledging my existence.
I taught him how to sing, before he could put two words together.
Now he expects me to bow to his Musical Genius, during rehearsal or audition.
I cheered for him when he was too young to know which way to kick the ball.
Now I cry for him, when he does things we both know are wrong.
I gave him his first allowance; he never gives anything, unless expecting it back with interest.
I saved him from being expelled, but he has gone out of his way to ridicule my imperfections.
I was there to help (I still am). He, however, has left me.
He was my baby, but now I am a stranger to him.
I am a prodigal's parent, waiting for his return.
I would not do this, had someone not already invested in me.
I was, myself, a prodigal person.