’t Easy Being A Child Essay, Research Paper
I know I haven’t been an easy child, But love for you lies underneath my whims;
There is no way I could be tame or mild: I need sometimes to shout and wave my
limbs. You’re the wall that I need to test my height, The countervailing force
to test my strength, The chain I hammer at with all my might, Even though you
have increased its length. It’s tough, I know, to be both Mom and Dad, To raise
me all alone, just hit or miss; To have to play at once good cop and bad, And
give me grief before my goodnight kiss. But love against the odds is stronger
still: I need your fierce, proud love, and always will.