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The Way of the ParentI have seen many situationsFaced by the American youngster.Divorce, Death, DefianceAll have affected me in a way or more.Ive watched as life has molded meInto the monster I am present,And wondered why many wish toProtect their offspring from this world.Do they want their children blindTo the troubles they will soon see?Or do they want to corrupt their childInto a perfect little angel?But will their son become angryAnd pass shunning glances at this hidden world?Or will she rebel against her parentsAnd betray their teachings for spite?Is there no middle ground to raising a child?Is there any way to teach them right from wrong?No, there is no right way to blind them.No, there is no way to shelter them.Just speak softly of these troubles,And guide them like a teacher.
Longing for YouHolding onto those letters and pictures,I can only think of those times past.When we would look into each others eyes,And see our future together.But now we are apart, and may never be able to fit again.And now I can tell you that I cannot live without youDark and stormy clouds block my view of the sunAnd nothing I can do can get the supercells out of the skyBut hopefully a beam of light will dissipate the darknessAnd bring me the face of my one true love.I cannot go a day without thinking of you,Those winter days where you kept me warm.When we were so deeply entwined in a love,That Death could never part.But now we're seperated, and may never be together again,And now I know for sure that I must have you againDark and stormy clouds block my view of the sunAnd nothing I can do can get the supercells out of the skyBut hopefully a beam of light will dissipate the darknessAnd bring me the face of my one true love.