How can I shelter you, my little one? This world is so savage. People stopped being people long ago, and their love is no longer love. You bloom and trust the light, while I lie awake with dread and doubt. How I wish to draw you from this cup--- bitter, brimming with poison---to keep you safe? The mother in me quakes, cries out in rage and despair... After the tarnished coin, even a brother betrays his brother! Who will love you, my little one? Who will dare so much? When you grow, my guardianship will fade--- the vigilance, the faithfulness will end. You will unfold your own wings, carry your head high alone, scale your mountains, hungry with longing and thirst. I will not shadow you forever, but I will stay your friend---for all my days!
To My Child
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