when parents seem to be losing it

Oh God, we are a sickly bunch, your kids!

We're surely immature and foetal still.

We often seem to blunder, hit the skids

at just the wrong times. Seems we always will,

unless you help us, please to grow some more

to be like your wise (little child) who called

for help within the blundering before

each step, and too within, and stayed enthralled

by your creative love  that brought to bear...

and brought to Earth your wisdom and insight...

and shared creative love's desire to share...

that cared in ways so real they brought delight.

Please help us!

Please help our Mums and Dads, 

who have introduced us to you.

Please help our children, 

whom we're parents to.

Amen.