Moon goddess poem, for the mother

This is hills, and roads.
This is rocks, and minerals.
This is the answer, and the stars.

Love arises from the depths
as a Rose appears
carried in the hands of maidens.

Ellen : mother

as a sun comes out
so a soul is saved

as an eagle flies
so a forest can grow

as a dream comes true
so magnificence dawns.

This is:
Refinement.

Adam : father

A child hears the wind
and smiles.
A cloud rises up
to the sun.
An angel asks for a blessing,
and a child sings it.
This is happiness,
of the air.
Olivia 4 years

Here is some shoes, for dancing.
Here is some angel credit, for buying.
Here is willingness, to dance.
An angel sings a song for you.
It is very cheerful.
When you sing this song
then all the fairy friends
come out and play.
Then the sun shimmers.
Mia 8 years

A rose grows
ever so slowly.
A candle burns quietly.
A snail loves to walk on the grass in the morning,
and an angel flies home in the night.
This is a prayer, given to the air.
Here is a mat to sleep on.
I sleep
happily
tonight.
Bella 6 years

The rain and the sun
are like echoes,
reflections.
A giant bird soars.
Cool grass is on the banks
of the river
and an angel is there
listening on.
Max 12 years