For my daughter - by Grace Paley

I wanted to bring her a chalice

or maybe a cup of love or cool water      

I wanted to sit beside her as she rested after the long day    

I wanted to adjurecommend   admonish      

saying don’t do that   of course     wonderful   try

I wanted to help her grow old    

I wanted to say last words the words    

famousfor final enlightenment      

I wanted to say them now    

in case I am in calm sleep when the last sleep strikes or aged into disorder  

I wanted to bring her a cup of cool water

I wanted to explain   tiredness is expected    

it is even appropriateat the end of the day

Each time I read the above poem, i immediatly think of the yellow thread in my book "Threads For Life"

When you really understand that you will not always be there for them. A day will come, when they are in life without you. You ask yourself: how could I make them more resilient to life?

May the Threads for life and in particular the yellow thread, be your guide to pass this knowledge and be a blessing for others.