Don't worry child of mine
you will grow up brave and tall.
You will reach up high and touch the sky,
throw down the stars.
Hold on to the moon.
Don't worry child, you will be there soon.
Over the ocean, past all the trees...
That is where I will be waiting
to hold you in my arms and
sing to you gently.
Don't worry child of mine.
There is no need to be scared of the dark.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. It has a lot of meaning to it.