Let Them Be

Do we make them strong
by protecting them, covering them
creating a magical world in which
no danger lies
no harm lurks
no struggle exists
no pain prevails

How do they build a shell
center their core
know when to protect themselves
and how to survive
learn how to operate
in this mangled world

Is it love when we
nurse coddle and kiss every minor scratch
refusing to let them run
so they don't accidentally fall
denying them the opportunity to socialize
so their precious feelings won't be hurt
monitoring and sifting through
acceptable playmates
so they won't lay eyes on
any of life's misfortune

How can it be love?
No, it is fear
Fear of the pain we have suffered
Fear that they will hurt
will know hunger
shiver in the cold and
be left wet from the rain

I love them, I protect them
but I will let them be
let them live
encourage them to taste life
to enjoy its gifts
savor its sweet nectar

yeah, they might have to
encounter life's pain
but they must know how to navigate it
to survive
cause, they can only experience
the magnificence of the sun
bath in its warmth, without burning in its strength
if they are unafraid
and leave the protection of this drab shelter
and step into it's brilliant rays