For all the kids

Space.

Sense it open.

Brace.

As the croaking chokes of a thousand spoken yokes.

Lie. Broken.

Cry. Soaken.

Face.

Yesterday's child, at rest. For today's miles try

Grace.

The world, yours for a while, its joys and its trials, now

Place.

Your heart and your head, in the start, in its stead. Then

Race.

Race.

Race.