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I felt guilt
For traits of mine that showed in you.
And I wish I hadn’t passed them on.
I felt pride
When you stood up for what you believed in.
But I wish that I had done the same.
I felt pain
When you cried over bullies at school.
But I wish I could have taught you that they just didn’t matter.
I felt joy
When you climbed higher than me.
But I wish that I’d tried harder.
I look forward
To the day you give me grandchildren.
Because I know you’ll do a better job than I ever did.