Born beneath
older shadows,
they question
our truths.
Different dreams,
different paths,
yet still
our children.
We pass down
ancient beliefs,
they seek
their own skies.
Must love
demand agreement?
Must respect
mean silence?
Let questions
find belonging.
Let differences
find home.
Teach them
to be kind,
not merely
to obey.
For children
are not echoes.
They are
new beginnings.
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