Make me feel, but don’t consume me.
Hold me close, while allowing me to roam free.
Look inside and know me, without trying to change me.
Touch me, but don’t critize me.
Know my joy, but don’t try to cage it.
Watch me fly and soar with me,
But don’t clip my wings or try to control my course.
Cradle my heart with care and tenderness,
Without squeezing or piercing it.
Always lend your support with a forgiving ear and eye.
Love me despite it.

Written by Juneta 11/07/2004