Allow me, oh little one to take
And grasp at your tender hand
If your step ever confuses its sake
For your ground feels like quick sand...
Please do not think or hesitate
To let me know, oh my dear
If the rose of your pretty face
Is under the mist of a sour tear
I'll for sure understand your fear!...
Toward that promised paradise
Where all will be entirely fine
Let's go you and me side by side
Flowing in the stream of time...
I will let you choose at random
Another of your wonderful stories
About a magnificent kingdom
One unique with it's many glories
And the horizon of sweet memories!...
We will count all the lights for ever
And all the colors of the butterflies
With the stars we will sing together
At the rhythm of new lullabies
Oh let us praise those beautiful skies!
(c) Francisco Escaño
May 21, 2015
