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