August 30, 2004
May they never cease in reaching out a helping handA hopeful voice, a loving smile or a knowing command
Such tambour of alacrity
Such admiration encompasses all of me
May they never lose their laughter, bellowing from this happy home
The place in which I dwell, where I never feel alone
What perfect nights we have spent
What ease to capture, should I need to vent
May they never forget their braizen hearts so bold
Finding me peace when I simply need to someone to hold
Keep them safe, keep them healthy and keep them free
Through whatever distance, may they never be less than deep inside of me...
The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing.
-- John Powell