be brave, little one
for your time has come
and I can’t call you small anymore.
be strong, pretty girl
cause you’ve got the whole world
and you’re already steps out the door.
you will look back in vain
wondering when it all changed
while the future holds more than you know.
cause you’ve always been wise
with the kindest of eyes
and you’ll brighten wherever you go.
be true, sister dear
cause the times drawing near
where you’ll finally face what you’re worth.
so stand tall and proud
be one voice in a crowd
and know you’ve been loved since your birth.
for e. b. wirth | from c. m. wirth