Caiden

A poem for my son

Caiden
You can come to me with all your fears
I'll brush away all your tears
I know that growing up is hard to do.

Let your sky turn blue
And your smile shine through
And your troubles will soon fade away.

Let your sadness go
Watch a butterfly show
And laugh at a breeze in your hair.

Your tears might be gone
Maybe not for long
But I will still be here.