You no longer tell tales tall as cliffs or mountain drops.
I think you want to speak true and yet each sentence stops.
Now I'm no marionette, pulled to 'must' or pushed to 'should'
because you are here learning what it means to be good-
not so that others find you magnetic or charming,
or that others find you to be a shock or alarming-
and there are no strings, I can't be pushed, pulled or led,
I will always tell you what's buried brow-deep in my head
though I know I'll never learn all the secrets you keep,
I wish you freedom and laughter and a beautiful sleep.
