butterfly = mariposa

I took my power in my hand
And went against the world;
'Twas not so much as David had,
But I was twice as bold.

I aimed my pebble, but myself
Was all the one that fell.
Was it Goliath was too large,
Or only I too small?

-Emily Dickinson


little boy, don't run away so fast. you may have forgotten to kiss her goodbye. she might not be there next time you fall and scrape your knee. she has been there when you cried. she was there when you laughed.
little boy, try not to close your past too quickly. remember, it has made you who you are today. knowledge comes from experience, strength comes from experience.
Little Boy, remember the melody of your youth. Remember the warm wind through the trees. Remember the starry nights when he would talk to you for hours. Remember he did the best he knew how.
Little Boy, try not to grow up too fast. Every detail. Every impression. Every change. Every certainty. Every approximation. Every scene.