Dear mother,
Do not hate yourself for your children's shortcomings
For you gave them wisdom in their youth,
But they hardly listened.
Do not grow weary when he's admitted for drug overdose,
or restless when he refuses to work
Be concerned, but please do not cry,
For they are grown now,
If they haven't learnt by now,
then they'll never be.

yours truly
The son who listened to you.