Letter From Ten Green

I hear footsteps in the hall
it’s 4am, ignore the nurse’s call
A little girl has died tonight, she struggled with this disease her entire life.
Don’t let me hear her mother’s cry…Sleep come free me.
Instead I turn on the light and to my own children I write:
Live with all your guts and soul and heart, every day. Never take love for granted.

Let her fly…Watch her fly (into the arms of the angels)
Ler her fly…Watch us cry (in the arms of a stranger)

Don’t wait for the world; trust your talents as being a gift from God. Stay in the light, though you’ll surely be drawn to the darkness. Give your life to helping others, to loving deeply your family, friends and lovers. Have a humble respect for all living things. Believe in other people; they’re good more often than they’re not.

Even when you’re very low, there are things we cannot see. This is what we call our faith; this is what we can believe…you need faith to sing; you need faith to let God love you; you need faith to know I love you. Be kind and you’ll never be lonely. Be fearless; that’s something to be. I caught a bad break. But it’s what we do with breaks…I’m watching. Good night. The sun’s coming up.

Let her fly…Watch her fly (into the arms of the angels)
Ler her fly…Watch us cry (in the arms of a stranger)