Baby Don’t You Cry

When you’re life’s at its peak,

You’ll find bitter cold and snow,

And you’ll cling to the harsh rock,

When you look down below.

 

The door remains open,

When you reach for the sky.

You can always reach for me.

So baby don’t you cry.

 

There’ll be long walks alone,

Breathe the fresh smell of pine.

Forget the bears in the woods,

And you’ll be just fine.

 

Sing a song, sing out loud,

Like I know you would.

You have your smile to protect you,

Like I never could.

 

I’m going to build you a cabin,

In the mountains, so high.

Where no one can touch you

When you reach for the sky.

 

Never mind the trees above you,

Or the jagged rocks below.

I’ll be there to catch you,

If and when you fall.

 

Just remember the door always open,

When you reach for the sky.

You can always reach for me.

So baby don’t you cry.

Alan Wiessner rev. 10/14/2013

 

About Idea Capitalist
Family guy and entrepreneur. Small Business owner. NFIB Leadership Council member. Serial blogger.

One Response to Baby Don’t You Cry

  1. tar714 says:

    Another good one Alan!

    Liked by 1 person

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