sweet sydney, soft hearted
so gentle, so small
yet tis you that now gives strength to all
an innocent soul now
in this oh so turbulent realm
so meek and so silent yet front and center
you stand at the helm
we think it is us who take care of all like you,
a vulnerable and seemingly helpless child
yet it is your young spirit that guides;
so freshly departed from god’s arms
that his love still lingers
around you like fragrance on a flower wild
we are jaded, hardened, skeptical
we think we know everything, all that is best
but truly it is in your innocence that
true knowledge and wisdom does rest
if only we were not so arrogant
and could understand we know nothing,
that our hearts have much to learn
then perhaps we would realize that it
is to the young, the brave, our sails must…