We give them the whole world
But in our measured mould…
Lame, limited and limiting
A bother, a burden, a binding.
Let go, let them break free
And soar in their own sky…
Paint their own rainbow
Live life, embrace it, or defy.
Let them push their limits
Happy thus they are, let them be…
Shackle them not in selfish love
With emotions teary n knotty.
The carpet we spread for them
Is warm and comforting…
But let them weave
the tapestry of their dreams.
Wistful…we wish with us they are forever
Alas! together apart, when distant closer…
Fist’s sand soon slips silently away from fingers
Are times and relationships, in palm, held ever?
Pic: Jump: Peter Conlan
