A Child’s View

I look at the sky, and then at the sea.

Father and mother, where can you be.

I searched for you my entire life.

But it seems you both like to hide.

My friends at school they beat me and taunt.

Others come in new dress, cycle and flaunt.

Why does grown-up say you live in the stars?

Isn’t that place a bit too far?

If you feel cold hold my hands.

We will talk and walk in this very land.

I wait for the day when you will come.

It’s already a long time hope I don’t get benumb.

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