Do not forget
The sky
And the clouds
Are magic
That our soul
Our voice
Our emotions
Are our glory
So when you, child
ask me a question
That I do not properly understand
Or my answer is meek in comparison
I will say
Daughter,
Son,
I do not know
And it is not fair
And it is your right
To seek out
The answers
Because I was not strong enough
To ask those questions myself
Or I have realized
I have accepted a truth
A truth I am not proud
To pass onto you
With your eyes so open
And your soul so pure
Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
Do not forget
The sky
And the clouds
Are magic
That our soul
Our voice
Our emotions
Are our glory
So when you, child
ask me a question
That I do not properly understand
Or my answer is meek in comparison
I will say
Daughter,
Son,
I do not know
And it is not fair
And it is your right
To seek out
The answers
Because I was not strong enough
To ask those questions myself
Or I have realized
I have accepted a truth
A truth I am not proud
To pass onto you
With your eyes so open
And your soul so pure