To the Child
When the night falls,
And the stars are so bright,
we hear their calls,
We make it right.
Your child, my child, our child,
To have, to hold, and inspire.
To love, to teach, and to guide,
To encourage their inner fire.
Copyright © Kay Schuette | Year Posted 2019
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