I listen to thoughtless plans

Falling from the mouths of

People with no personality

They want to marry at twenty

Have kids at twenty-one

With no understanding

Of the work to be done

Infants are not rocks

They need to be fed regularly

Some every two hours

Others less frequently

They may be fitful dreamers

And interrupt your sleep

Diapers can be expensive

Many need to be changed

Their cries can have different meanings

They need your attention most of the time

Marriages do not always work

Many lead to divorce which is difficult for children

Plans change and life cannot ever be controlled

So dear little girls, please..

Do not be fools