This was something I wrote after a class discussion with my grade 7's on how Remembrance Day and wars continue to impact our lives.
My Child:
I look to you, to prove a future I saw.
One of opportunity, riches, and by far,
one in which you flourish and never need to fear,
but I'm afraid an approaching danger is drawing ever so near,
and it rears its ugly head and aims, not at me,
for my time is past and no importance is seen.
In the old and the weary, the life already lived
The adventures and lessons, learned with nothing left to give.
No, the blood red eyes are both focused on you,
for it is the danger of your greatness, of what you just might do,
that can defeat the darkness, conquer the night,
rid us of evil and bring forth the light.
Yet you are still small, and your strength is not known,
so i will go forth, I will reap what I've sown,
and no matter the cost I will happily pay,
so that on my death bed I can proudly say.
My child it is you who the torch must carry,
to prove there is good, though the world still seems scary.
You’re stronger than you think, stronger than you'll know,
so with this final thought I'm not sad that I go.
I look to you, to prove a future I saw.
One of opportunity, riches, and by far,
one in which you flourish and never need to fear,
but I'm afraid an approaching danger is drawing ever so near,
and it rears its ugly head and aims, not at me,
for my time is past and no importance is seen.
In the old and the weary, the life already lived
The adventures and lessons, learned with nothing left to give.
No, the blood red eyes are both focused on you,
for it is the danger of your greatness, of what you just might do,
that can defeat the darkness, conquer the night,
rid us of evil and bring forth the light.
Yet you are still small, and your strength is not known,
so i will go forth, I will reap what I've sown,
and no matter the cost I will happily pay,
so that on my death bed I can proudly say.
My child it is you who the torch must carry,
to prove there is good, though the world still seems scary.
You’re stronger than you think, stronger than you'll know,
so with this final thought I'm not sad that I go.