Sometimes it's hard to write the words That you, my dear, should see. Or say the things that you need to hear, Or be as I should be.
You grow so fast and learn so much It's hard for me each day. To say or do just what is best, To help along the way.
Should I be silent or give advice? Should I answer yes or no? Should I have control - set many rules, Or simply let you go?
One thing is certain--I'll make mistakes, And some will seem hard to mend. But if nothing else seems clear right now, Know that you can always count on me as your friend.
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