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while children sleep in such cozy beds,
parents weep over parents dead.
the children grow, as do we all,
and learn to see their parent's fall,
and winter comes, and children create,
and parents begin to evaporate
but before spring rears its ugly head,
children weap over parents, dead.
-do not let go, do not look away, for in a moment of thoughtless stray, these parents do become our soil, and leave with us their slaven toil. this i warn, and now you know, prize your parents BEFORE they go.
parents weep over parents dead.
the children grow, as do we all,
and learn to see their parent's fall,
and winter comes, and children create,
and parents begin to evaporate
but before spring rears its ugly head,
children weap over parents, dead.
-do not let go, do not look away, for in a moment of thoughtless stray, these parents do become our soil, and leave with us their slaven toil. this i warn, and now you know, prize your parents BEFORE they go.