Many of us, myself included, have suffered through difficult childhoods.  It is with greater clarity that we are able to evaluate our past from an adult perspective.  Though we may be cognizant of the root of our pain, our childhood experiences were tightly woven into the cloth that made us who we are today; they are imbedded in the fibers of our being.  But those of us that have done the painstaking work know that healing is very possible.  We can reweave our own cloth.

While working through my own childhood issues I wrote a song called, Blossom, Grow, and Soar.  On behalf of children everywhere and forevermore, I’d like to share these words.

Blossom, Grow, and Soar

I might be small today, but what I have to say may touch you in a way you never felt before.

You gave my life to me, I love you completely. I trust with certainty that you will love me too.

It’s so safe to know that you love me, and I can blossom, grow, and soar.   Just give me a happy, strong  foundation, and the wilted child will exist no more.

Respect me like your peers.  I’m there with open ears, a child that always hears and believes in what you say.

I need you always near.  You calm my deepest fears.  Good parents always hear the things children can’t say.

It’s so safe to know that you love me, and I can blossom, grow, and soar.  Just give me a happy, strong foundation, and the wilted child will exist no more.

Sweet words are inspiring, harsh words are deafening.  This child needs pampering, give all the love you have.

Be gentle everyday, love me in every way.  Please listen what I say and you’ll know what I need.

It’s so safe to know that you love me, and I can blossom, grow, and soar.  Just give me a happy, strong foundation, and the wilted child will exist no more.

Be there with open arms, shield me from pain and harm.  Just keep me safe and warm, I count on you for this.

I might be small in size, but just look in my eyes and you will realize  the depth I have inside.

It’s so safe to know that you love me, and I can blossom, grow, and soar.  Just give me a happy, strong foundation, and the wilted child will exist no more.

copyright 1996 Randi Fine

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