When your mother walks a mile, your father works all day
Count the steps she took, weigh the burden on his shoulder
Learn to gather her pace, when you learn the ropes,
Be There

When your neighbour rejoices in fortunes and chance
Heed his tread; note the sun, the heat and the speed of the winds
For only in his stride, you will estimate riches and prospects
Be There

Be there with your mother’s foot, be there with your father’s hand
Be present for your neighbour’s tale
For each star that shines orbiting the sun
Be There

Just like the sun - Be There

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Sylvi Sylva

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