May they all be blessed
To be best at one thing
To rise as the angels sing
To reach for the stars
And to reach the mountains
That this cold world debars
Exceptional, rise
With stars in their eyes
Only on the wings of such prayer
Can they ever reach there
But for each little soul to be whole
They must fly
Much further than you or I
(c) Helen Valentina 2020
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At least we hope they fly much further than you or I. Beautiful, Helen.
Thanks so much John! 🙂
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Much further…it is my hope for my kids and grandkids. Thank you for your beautiful poem, Helen. ♥
Thanks Gwen! 😃