How Will My Children Be?

I lie awake and wonder, what is it to know that a child is a part of you?
When they come home from the hospital fresh and clean,
Or later from the prom drunk and rude.
How do you know that you have done a good job?
It's strange that I still feel like one of them yet  I'm old enough to have my own.
Little feet later can step on or follow after yours.
You cannot always tell a good parent from a good child.
Some were born for trouble, others never saw beyond an A.
The world is full of unprepared feeling people who wonder,
"How will my children be?"