children , go free

Children of my mind, my fancies, my hopes,

Though you range far and free,

You are limited by my frailties, my doubts and fears–

Ever tethered to some part of me.

Children of my body, my shoulders are launch-pads ;

Limit yourselves not to my dreams:

Vault over my views, ride my skills piggy-back,

Explore newer skies and starry streams!

 

 

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