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They are the protectors of good
the slayers of evil
They are the superman to a little boy
the knightly prince to a little girlThey are the mechanics love
the embers of passionThey are the craftsmen of the future
the instructors of a better lifeThey are who we call father and dad
the privileged ones, the blessedDon’t take for granted what’s right in front of your eyes
Silence or space filled with beautiful lies
Don’t forget to caress and create moments to share
Or else someone else will be stroking through that beautiful hair
Don’t dismiss the words spoken often enough
Failing to hear thinking it’s just about stuff
Forwarned about castles waiting to fall
Not seeing the signs no matter how tall
Don’t act in disbelief once you’ve been burned
Failing to see the lessons unlearned
Don’t forget everything is not always about you
Sometimes moments can involve other people too
Don’t give over to emotion when someone else takes your place
After all, you neglected to fill the empty space