Came across a Thomas Hardy poem called San Sebastian. It contains the following lines, which I thought were excellent. Just bought his collected poems. These lines are kind of appropriate since Mother's Day is coming up sometime soon (I've been informed), though the sentiment is more along the lines of: don't be an overbearing parent.
Maybe we shape our offspring's guise
From fancy, or we know not what,
And that no deep impression dies,—
For the mother of my child is not
The mother of her eyes.
Maybe we shape our offspring's guise
From fancy, or we know not what,
And that no deep impression dies,—
For the mother of my child is not
The mother of her eyes.