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And a mother held her kid,
Partially covered, hid.
And said,
To a stranger, to him,
Speak to me,
Tell me of the children.

He spoke back,
In a voice
Ever so beautiful and rich...
Children,
They are the world of tomorrow.
They are their own person,
They are their own creation.
Not of you.

They are individuals,
and no matter what you try to teach and preach,
What,
and who they are is their choice,
In the end.

Show them the way,
But do not force them along it.
Allow them to see the world,
Do not hide the ugly parts either.
Love and care,
And do not worry too much.

Adn so the stranger stopped.
With a faint smile...He spoke once more.
"The children are not yours,
But the world's..."