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Children's Work

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My father was a paper plane My mother was a windswept tree My little brother's nearly twice my age He taught me how to meditate, I taught him how to read I grew up with a book in my bed I got these dark circles before I turned ten Heard my mother with her friends worry it was something she did To get such a serious kid But I've learned how to paint my face How to earn my keep, how to clean my kill Some nights I still can't sleep The past rolls back, I can see us still You've learned how to hold your own How to stack your stones But the history's thick Children aren't as simple as we'd like to think Before you came along I was a lone cub Fell in love with language, tried to tell the grown-ups About the storm clouds, the weather in my head Hadn't heard the word for melancholy yet Then you came in five years behind We thought you couldn't talked, turned out you were just shy Mom said it was serious, Dad said you'd be fine I thought you were the prophet of 1989 You were so tender we thought something was wrong with you So patient we thought that you were deaf You were so solemn, so tiny but so ancient Mom took you to see doctors, you scared her half to death And I made you a library Of tiny books with spines two inches high You didn't say too much, but your smile Taught me how to quiet down my


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