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Glimpse of the future

Everyone grows up, and your adventure is just beginning –
Manhood beckons the child, and the child sighs,
And the comfort of the years brings sadness to his eyes,
For who wants to leave love and family?

But love goes beyond walls
And though inside I cry
I tell him gently that I understand,
And tell him I love him when he says, ‘I’m going to miss you.’

Oh, for the wisdom of the heavens,
And the wide stretch of the stars,
And a land where no pain exists and all is light!

But here there are shadows and my heart breaks,
And so I dream and hope a little,
And fancy myself to the future,
And – fighting – accept, and nudge him to a smile,
And try, between us, to make his world a better place.

26/2/2007

Every child gets to an age when the realisation that they’re going to have to leave home one day hits them.

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By Amanuel Dubale Sun Apr 1st 2012 at 2:59 pm  

I’m read it for assignment case. But I like it.

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