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Your children are not your children ... Thinking about the snow ...

Your children are not your children, are the sons and
daughters of life itself.
You put them in the world,
but not creating them.
I am close to you, but
are not your thing.
You can give them all your love,
but not your ideas.
You can write home to their body,
but not their souls, their souls because

lives in the house of the future
where you enter is not given
even with the dream.
You can try to be like them, but
not want them to look like you, because their lives

not return back and does not stop yesterday.
You are the bow that launches children into tomorrow.

Kahlil Gibran

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