To all the children who teach us all with their hopeful eyes

I pity you beautiful boy
For having to show in the most painful way what it means to be a big sister.
I’m sorry,
It’s been a few days since you opened your eyes because the world has told you “welcome” like this.
I’m sorry,
For destroying today and failing to promise a better tomorrow.
I’m sorry,
For the fact that you live in a frosty winter, when you need to be in the warmth of your home.
I’m sorry,
Because we couldn’t tell you what happened when we said “what’s going on”.
I’m sorry,
To see the darkest shadow of the night that you should never see.
I’m sorry,
For every hour of inactivity when you should be running and playing.
I’m sorry,
Because we couldn’t stay as strong as you, we couldn’t keep our hope.
I’m sorry,
Because we don’t believe in ourselves the way you believe in us.
I’m sorry,
‘Cause you’re the shelter we can’t be
I’m sorry,
Because you are subject to a whole history repeating itself before you grow old.
I’m sorry,
Because we can’t warm your cold feet.
I’m sorry,
Because we cannot be his blanket, the kiss on his face, the water on his tongue, the medicine for his soul.
I’m sorry,
For every moment in the world that you have to spend without games.
May no more tears flow from your hopeful eyes, beautiful child, the sun will always rise for you.

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