You are the best version of us here on this earth.
You are honest, innocent, beautiful in every way,
You are the essence of the human spirit.
You are unafraid and you are all trusting.
You are not malicious but are so loving.
You are everything those of us past the age of 12 aren't.
Don't grow up too fast.
Don't lose that sparkle in your eyes.
Preserve your wonderment of life.
You see beauty in the simplest of things,
We unfortunately have lost that sight.
Don't yearn to be grown up, for I tell you its not all its cracked up to be.
Enjoy your childhood,enjoy your lightness of being.
Revel in the sunshine of your youth and be as silly and as ridiculous as you can.
You only have a few years to be children and the rest of your life will inevitably be a race to grow up.
To the girls,don't worry about make-up and stilletos,they don't make you any prettier than you already are; its the same you .... only in colour.
To the boys,don't think that the earlier you start cursing, beating up on others and making crude jokes, the earlier you hit manhood, that just ain't how it works fellas.
You are the light of the world.
Preserve your souls for you are our only hope.
You are the world's oasis of redemption.
You are our children.
You are our angels.
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We have tested and tasted too much, lover-
Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.
But here in the Advent-darkened room
Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea
Of penance will charm back the luxury
Of a child's soul, we'll return to Doom
The knowledge we stole but could not use.
From “Advent”, by Patrick Kavanagh
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