Holding his hands Strong and gentle You learned to walk the road ahead. Hearing his voice Calm and soothing You learned to dream the world in front of you. Hearing his stories Of heroes and wanderers You learned to imagine the beginnings that are new. Listening to his lullabies Of justice and peace You learned to sing The songs of justice and equality. In his stories And in your stories For your father And for my father… We imagine These little boy dreams These new imaginations And these new stories to be told.
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