Raising a child is a choice

We choose what to do during our pregnancy
We choose how to birth our child
We choose how to feed and nurture them
We choose how to guide them as they grow

So many choices  
       Hundreds
              Thousands
                 Millions Of choices

But the end
Our child becomes a free thinker
They set forth on the path of their choice

Yet we still have choices
We can choose to stand beside him
We can choose to support them
We can choose to help them when they stumble
       Or
            We can choose
                  To let
                         Them
                                    Fall