Each little Child a queen or a king <br />learning to reach for the bright blue sky <br />In every child moment, you more become <br />the owner of dreams, the holder of light. <br /> <br />Each Grown-up extending a hand <br />for your innocent, searching fingers to find <br />responsible to you, to never let go <br />or let you be falling, abandoned behind. <br /> <br />We will respect you in all your discovering <br />the flowers and branches, trees that surround <br />the courage of all your unchained imagining <br />the swans and porcupines seen in the clouds. <br /> <br />We leave many words of shame, here behind us <br />for the gardens we give you, untended, despoiled <br />we owe you the foresight and skills you'll require <br />to clean up our mischief and start to restore. <br /> <br />And while throughout the centuries passing <br />the Child's delight was Our delight <br />we affirm here and now: you were born with the right <br />to all our protection, to dreaming and joy.<br /><br />Frank Bana<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-for-a-child-2008/
