Standing On the Edge of Fear

The best gift they ever gave their children was to make this solemn pledge:
Whenever their children needed them most…they would join them on the edge.

They wold join them on the edge of fear…and if their courage swayed…
they would whisper softly in their ear, ”It’s okay to be afraid.”

Their children knew it…felt it…from the moment they could crawl…
that their parents not only believed in them…but would be there if they fall.

And when they fell their parents would say, 
“Don’t let your dreams…your hopes….your wishes die…
for it is not a tragedy to fall…but it is a tragedy if if you don’t try.

They say the best gifts (and whoever ‘they’ are I think we should believe them)
are the gifts that bless both those who give…as well as those who will receive them.

Standing on the edge of fear 
their children were blessed to learn not to let their hopes and dreams and wishes die….
While standing with them on the edge of fear…
their parents …were blessed to watch them fly.
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