long has this phrase from that old song, to wit, to which, we all knew it complete, that phrase
and this one too,
teach them well their father’s hell will slowly go by
any parent, knows instantly their secret experiences validating these pregnant phrases to unification, combination and definition
our looking face down on the children unafraid, and our looking back at the mistakes we ourselves made, that no one could have warned us of in advance
can we warn them well, dare we tell, make our lore their history, make them too careful and too afraid not to repeat our mistakes, but be not fearful to make their own?
doubtful.
I am a young woman, and pappy says all parents have eyes in the back of their heads, and it still don’t help much