Children

They do as we do and not as we say That's just their way They do it every day They follow our example Only at the wrong moment in time to give us a sample They really are one of life's joys But through the centuries they've learned to play us like one of their toys Giving a little whimper then showing their temper Only to be pardoned like a crook and get off the hook As they age they'll go through many different stage So be careful in which battles you wage For they can go from sweet and adorable To Bitter and horrible But no matter how mischievous they are Just remember that they're part of us And that's their senseless actions will soon Holt And they're no longer be a child There'll be an adult