Go gentle

Shh little boy don’t rush to grow up, I know you want to run away from every monster under the bed and create adventures of your fantasies

But shh little girl do not rush to take over the world, that roads are not golden and friends are not eternal.

Do not run where you are not trotting yet, do not walk where you are not yet crawling, go gently and treat the time with the respect that every cat deserves.

Go, easy little girl, go skipping the rope and keep that blindfold on your eyes for a few more seconds. 

Do not rush the damage of your soul, stay in the limbo of dreams as long as you can because the world has already savoured more than it should and you are a gem that everyone should protect.

So go slow little boy, go to sleep with tired eyes and play with whatever inventions you have to conquer, that life can wait.

Do not rush what the highways deceive, go on your own footstep and do not run over your desires and goals, stay tied to the kite and forget about the heights.

Shh little ones, don't get lost in the beauty of growing up and see the tranquillity in the simple existence.

 

Ta.