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Fly to Me Softly, My Son
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Family When you were a little boy
you would come to me
to kiss away your ouchies,
and make you all better.
I hung glittery stars in your room
so that you could wish upon them
at night when you were afraid.
The day your parakeet flew away,
I told you it's okay if big boys cry.
I held you until the tears were gone.
I wanted to hold you forever.
And yet, when the time came,
I had no trouble letting you go.
You had to learn to fly.
Be safe, my son.
Troubles will come, and go.
And when you need to cry,
fly to me softly, and safely.
I will be here to kiss away your pain.
