Instead of crying, keep trying.
No one learns it all at once.
Each day you grow a little more —
that’s how the journey runs.
Words may seem strange at first,
numbers may spin and race.
But stay with them, keep steady —
they’ll soon become friends you can face.
Falling is part of walking,
it doesn’t mean you’re done.
Stand up, take the next small step —
that’s how strength is won.
So when the path feels heavy,
and the climb is high and long,
remember —
instead of crying, keep trying.
I dream of you every single day;
your smile lights up my world in the gentlest way.
No one could be prouder than I am of you —
my kiddo, in all you do, I find a joy so true.
So many times, I wanted to stay,
when you said, “Dada, don’t go away.”
I wished to pause the world outside,
just to sit with you, and be by your side.
So often, I longed to leave it all behind,
to listen to your stories — unhurried, unlined.
There’s so much I want to say and share,
about the love I hold, beyond compare.
I could guard you fiercely at every turn,
shield you from pain, from lessons you’ll learn.
But my dream is deeper, my wish is true:
to see you stumble, rise, and push through.
One day, when I’m no longer near,
I want you to stand tall, without fear.
Cry if you must, then wipe your tears —
and face the world, my love, beyond your years.