Children
of my children's
children.
Who
have
you become?
Do you have love
and
do you give it?
Have you
learned to
forgive?
Let live?
Children,
my children
May you be blessed
With greater wisdom
than we
who came before.
May your souls
soar,
and your imagination
Sing.
Oh, sweet spirits.
Oh,
sweet dreams
These children's
children's
children are.
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