Some people are blessed
While some need to get dressed
some here the winds
while others just stand there twidling their limbs
the bright moon does spread aside the darkness
for is it not the precense of night that defines light
set free those spirits
that tug you on to limit
bless those stars
whom we call parents
for they lead the light
from the darkness of the night
the give you the spoon
whether it be made of silver or a sketch or a cartoon
shower upon them the brightness
don't let them feel the lightness
when the young one does riseth
and believe he is king
give them the strength of will
when the little ones do spread ill
for they know not the pain
that the parents have had to refrain
shower upon them glory
for they are the makers of your story
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