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Hope and fear

Duality for parents

By Sam SpinelliPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Don’t ask me why the stars shine high above

And don’t ask me why little kittens purr

Don’t ask me why there’s such a thing as love

Little daughter I can never be sure

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Don’t ask me why rain patter sounds so nice

And don’t ask me why soft evening winds blow

Don’t ask me why we see rainbows in ice

Little daughter, some things I’ll never know

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Don’t ask me why some are quick to make fists

And don’t ask me why our earth is blood stained

Do not ask me why such unkindness exists

Little one, pain can never be explained

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… Daughter don’t ask me what your life will be

… Sweetie pie, life keeps cruel secrets from me

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    Written by Sam Spinelli