Running with little steps down the hill
Screaming in joy the whole way
While you worry
Over a non existent fear of hurt
They find friends, begin to fight and play
As you watch hoping they find their path
Rather than to find your found truth
That this life is painful
With moments of splendor
But much more wrath
How to guide them
How to love them
Without taking their steps
Without taking the pain
Without sharing your shame
Letting them instead
Unlike you
Exalt all the good things
And unlike you
Find the life that is there
