The Giraffe Who Was Friends With the Moon and the Sun
The black giraffe
With the orange and silver spots
Looked up at his mum with a frown,
Is it OK that I look
A little bit strange?
Have you heard what the other ones do say?
His mum looked down
With kindness in her eyes
And glanced at his odd looking skin,
My love, you are beautiful
Your skin is the night sky
A blanket of stars to light our way,
Why look like all the rest,
When your skin holds the sun close by
And is best friends with moon up on high?
Little one
You must dare to be different I say
Walk away from those that are mean
For you will gallop from star to star
Sing rings around the planets afar
You will dance with the very best,
See yourself with my eyes my dear
If only you knew what I knew
Face your life with courage
Don't be afraid of who you are.
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