Be Still Child

	I said my goodbyes to the sun
	My little one, so far away.
	And how strange, how small we must become
	Yet as familiar as yesterday
	The bluest iris that I'd ever seen
	She vanished like a dream, sinking back
	Into the ground
	Singing "maybe I'm ashamed and maybe I wept real tears"
	But maybe she was hiding because she wanted to be found
	You wanted to be found!
	Don't be afraid of him!
	Don't be afraid of him!
	Be still.