Each little Child a queen or a king
learning to reach for the bright blue sky
In every child moment, you more become
the owner of dreams, the holder of light.
Each Grown-up extending a hand
for your innocent, searching fingers to find
responsible to you, to never let go
or let you be falling, abandoned behind.
We will respect you in all your discovering
the flowers and branches, trees that surround
the courage of all your unchained imagining
the swans and porcupines seen in the clouds.
We leave many words of shame, here behind us
for the gardens we give you, untended, despoiled
we owe you the foresight and skills you'll require
to clean up our mischief and start to restore.
And while throughout the centuries passing
the Child's delight was Our delight
we affirm here and now: you were born with the right
to all our protection, to dreaming and joy.
Frank Bana
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-for-a-child-2008/
