NOW! 
I understand my parents. 
The problem of love so strong, 
   you can't see straight. 
The desire to help,  
   pissed on, 
     then washed away with tears. 
 
Knowing the pitfalls ahead,  
   but biting the lip. 
Having to let them trip, 
   so they won't fall. 
 
Understanding now my Parent's love for caution. 
Their need to know. 
Not to hurt or control, 
    but to know I was safe.  
 
I realize now  that I too,
       have buttons to push,
         and my children have swift fingers. 
 
~~~niantar~~~