(The faithful example and true value of our kind)
Whenever I feel I am drifting away
Two little hands hold me tight
Such a young body with the purest heart
Surprises me with its wisdom,
Surprises me with its might
I have never had much luck in life
Or even when I did it had no taste
The trust shown in your calming presence;
Is the only time truth didn’t go to waste.
Your name’s meaning grows together with you
Giving mankind much more sense
The evil evaporates in your bright light
Concurred, Devil, drinks at own expense.
It holds a pub and acts as bartender
For the lost souls to be collected
The good in you by making hearts tender
Keeps the savable potential protected.
And again when I am about to drift away
Two little hands catch my fall
I can again see a spark of hope in front
While my scratches against the wall.
Such a young body, with a mind so bright
Surprises me with its powers
Astonishes me with its might!
(Draft version: To my young guardian angel Jeta)
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