With all he'll learn that all's not fair, And some things are not repaired Things are lost and not returned.
People suffer from confusion and despair.
Though once I was as young. But I looked into his bright clear eyes and saw my growing is not done. His Steady gaze challenged me to take the faith of youth Combined with wisdom of passing time And find eternal truth. My son we must pray with all our strength To have our prayers reach the gates of heaven up above. For the tears of G-d's children do not go unanswered From the Holy One above.