When parents leave, I feel,
like I am all alone,
In this world a cub,
seeking the jungle tome.
but the truth of life is this,
the eagle must leave its nest,
one day for food and water,
so its yearling may rest.
And then the day will come too,
when the cub will leave its den,
it finds natures powers,
its adventures then begin.
Apart yet close this bond,
of life and love and care,
of parent child and worldliness,
for which we must prepare.
And go the mighty ocean,
our own adventures to seek,
for in our tales and stories,
their stories we will keep.
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