All we can do right now
Is hope that it gets better,
That it won’t happen again,
That you come to love your world
Like we loved ours:
Sometimes begrudgingly,
But always.  

We’ll try and often fail.
Know that we mean well.
Forgive your mother her deep love
And your father for much more.  

You’ll have all of us.  

We only ask that you carry the fire.