Child support.
Those evil words that seems to destroy so many of us.
That they destructor the love etablished between the two parents.
For sake of the child.
Place friendship first.
A child needs their parent to get along to grow.
Saying she's this.
Or that he's this.
Sometimes has a triggering affect.
That sometimes judges just don't see.
All they know is opinions.
And listening to experts claim they childd needs counseling.
When all they truly need is love.
For sake of the child.
Place them first.
And things will improve instead of get worse.
Think of those that went through the depression.
Segregation and wars and so on.
Or the parents that raised their children's alone.
They place that child at the center of their heart.
And in the mist of their life was God.
A child is like a seed.
Once planted with love and affection.
It will never leave.
It profit from growth.
So, for the sake of the child.
Parents work out ways to get along.
The love of money has ruined many things.
Some of them don't need to be explained.
Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 11:17 AM UTC
Child support.
Those evil words that seems to destroy so many of us.
That they destructor the love etablished between the two parents.
For sake of the child.
Place friendship first.
A child needs their parent to get along to grow.
Saying she's this.
Or that he's this.
Sometimes has a triggering affect.
That sometimes judges just don't see.
All they know is opinions.
And listening to experts claim they childd needs counseling.
When all they truly need is love.
For sake of the child.
Place them first.
And things will improve instead of get worse.
Think of those that went through the depression.
Segregation and wars and so on.
Or the parents that raised their children's alone.
They place that child at the center of their heart.
And in the mist of their life was God.
A child is like a seed.
Once planted with love and affection.
It will never leave.
It profit from growth.
So, for the sake of the child.
Parents work out ways to get along.
The love of money has ruined many things.
Some of them don't need to be explained.
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