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Imagine what a different world this could be

If more people understood…

How our children are the living messages

we send to a future we will not see

I am grateful for understanding

(something I wish more adults would discuss)

how with innocent eyes the children of the world 

are closely watching us…

And whatever good or bad behaviors in us our children see

will have an enormous influence on the adults they grow up to be.

May we be blessed to smile at every child we see.

(Oh, how I wish everybody would)

because smiling at little children…

let’s them know the world they are inheriting is good.

And if we take the time to smile at ever child we see…

we’ll be doing our part in making that world

as good as we hope it will be.

May we be blessed as parents…

to let our children know we will be there

from the beginning…to the finish

We will be there to believe in each of our children

even those times when their belief in themselves diminish.

I am grateful for understanding how important our children are

wherever in the world they dwell…

and am grateful Native Nations people understood this as well.

They knew there was a knowledge all babies before they could speak 

wanted on us to bestow…

what babies from all over the world…

would like us all to know:

My journey has just begun

protect me

and guide me

so that

I will know all the beauty in the world.

May we be blessed to believe in all children:

As a native nation prayer goes:

There is faith in their eyes, 

Love in their touch,

Kindness in their gestures.

Thrill with them at life’s big

and small moments…

Hold them close.

Love them truly because…

from small beginnings

come great things.

May we blessed to understand…as parents

our children are not things 

to be forged…

constructed 

or molded…

their souls 

their hearts 

and their minds

that are meant to be unfolded.

When it comes to my children, 

grandchildren and 

great-grandchild

today I’m grateful I understand…. 

how love and time work together…

how the two of them go hand-in-hand…

Because when it comes to love…

as a parent 

I have a head start

as love for my children has always 

so quickly

found a comfortable place in my heart

It’s why I can say with confidence…

how I’ve fallen in love with every child in my family…

long before they knew who I was

and they fell in love with me.

The first time we see them…we smile…

how can I love you already, we say

The first time we hold them in our arms… 

we’re in awe

for we never knew we could feel this way.

When we bring them home…

we pledge to do everything we can

to do our best…indeed

to keep them safe, 

to take care of them…

to give them everything they need.

We look in on them often…

their safety we readily discuss…

because we don’t want anything bad to happen 

to something so valuable and precious to us

Our love is unconditional…

We strive to protect them every day…

from strangers with evil intent

who might try to take our loved ones away.

Oh what a beautiful sentiment…

if this poem was about our daughters and sons…

but in the America we are living in today.…

sadly…

this poem is about our guns