Maybe you’ll wish for
Something else, things which
Are out of your reach, things
Which belong to someone else,
But I pray, my child, that your
Heart will always be grateful
For God’s grace to us is always
Sufficient. Maybe you’ll abandon
Us as you mingle with people
Who appear better than your
Own flesh and bones, but I pray,
My child, that you’ll always come
Home to us, to where you always
Belong despite of everything.
