Treasure Young Souls

There hearts are gold mines

You know its youth that is a gold mind

Young minds are fields that you plant your words in

And oh if you push to much well like a mine they’ll explode

Or worse implode

Treasure young souls like older souls

Let them choose their own goals

Step back, stand down

Let them make mistakes of their own

Oh you think your words are encouraging

But insecurity is what your words drowns innocence in

Speak to your inner child

They remember what it was like

To be trying to show the World they have what it takes

By all means explain the stakes

But there’s a difference between jagged words and, gentle encouragement

You still see the child

Instead, if look closer and remove the blinds

Your adolescent standing before you changing

Their thoughts rearranging

Their goals can continue changing

But that’s part growth and who they are as people just like you