Just Because
There’s nothing wrong with it, she tells me
I’ve made up my mind; I’m going ahead with it
Just because it’s not wrong doesn’t make it right
I tell her – it is the title of one of my favourite
Parenting books and says exactly what I want to
Her nose crinkles up the way it did when she was five
And she smiles coyly at me as if she doesn’t get me
But I know she does; our kids know how to think
Not what to think, and that’s the point here
She’s well aware of how little wiggle worm I am
Willing to allow her – it’s important that she remember
Some things will never change no matter how grown up
She gets – I ask her finally if she really feels there is nothing
Wrong with the plan, why is she talking to me about it
Why didn’t she just go ahead and go on vacation with the guy
And work on the farm with his mother and keep to herself
Her suspicions about what the farm really is, what his Mom
Does to make a living – if it’s not wrong, why is it she doesn’t
Want her Dad to know some of the details about her plans
I wonder; she looks away and I can tell her resolve is weakening
The rest will have to be up to her but that’s the way of it—
After a certain point, it’s all you can do as a parent – teach them
Inform them, then trust them to do the right thing ...
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