Let her have brave days and truth.
Let her go places that we've never been;
Trust and delight in her youth.
Ladies of Grace, and Ladies of Favour,
And Ladies of Merciful Night,
This is a prayer for a Blueberry Girl,
Grant her your Clearness of Sight.
Words can be worrisome, people complex;
Motives and manners unclear.Grant her the wisdom to choose her path right,
Free from unkindness and fear.
Let her tell stories, and dance in the rain,
Somersaults, tumble and run;
Her joys must be high as her sorrows are deep,
Let her grow like a weed in the sun... "
By Neil Gaiman
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