I would finger paint more, and point my finger less.
I would do less correcting, and do more connecting.
I would take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I would care to know less, and know to care more.
I would take more hikes, and fly more kites.
I would stop being serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields, and gaze at more stars.
I would do more hugging, and much less tugging
I would disagree less often, and be agreeable much more.
I would build self-esteem first, then build a house later.
I would teach less about the love of power, and more about the power of love.
Every day is a blessed day, done over and over in every way.
Only because they grow up so fast, days soon to be in the past.
So you see... if I had my child to raise over again.
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