My cape is torn and tattered
It's stained with sweat and tears
And yet I wear it proudly
And have for several years
I use to feel invincible
Prepared for every turn
Quick to pick them up
Guiding as they learned
I taught them love and reason
I taught them to be strong
I tried to prepare them
For the world they'd face alone
Now they're grown
Making their own choices
I cannot protect them
As they search for their own voices
A bandaid and a kiss
a hug and simple words
No longer heal the wounds
They receive from this big world
My cape is torn and tattered
My heart is stained with tears
I cannot shield their hearts
I cannot calm their fears
But I will always love them
As they face each new frontier
Copyright 2011 Ramblings by Dawn. All rights reserved.
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