Wipe your eyes, crying child.
Shake loose the leaden legs,
once so full of life and vigour.
Fling off the shroud, you've
wrapped around your youthful face
of promise.

Wipe your eyes, crying child.
An adult now you are,
and un-allowed to halt when life
has knocked you down.
A cruel world my child,
but a real one.
A needed one.

Wipe your eyes, crying child.
Cease your searching for
the embrace you long to have
once more,
the impossible dream has
sailed away. Their boat has
left your shore.

Wipe your eyes, crying child.
Take again to the
stage which is your destiny.
Pick up your heavy mantle and
tip-toe forward to the light.
You cannot follow her there.

Wipe your eyes, crying child.
And fill them once more full
of life,
hope,
and mirth.
A part of you left beneath the earth.