<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430822" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Children</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he said: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your children are not your children. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They come through you but not from you, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may give them your love but not your thoughts. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For they have their own thoughts. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may house their bodies but not their souls, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Khalil+Gibran">Khalil Gibran</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430822" data-title="Children de Khalil Gibran" data-description="And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.' And he said: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And th..."></div> </div> </div>

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