Listen: The song of Family
Kitai - The grateful Child
I look around,
everything is quiet.
All my brothers and sisters,
they all are asleep.
Some would cuddle with our mother,
feeling safe by her side.
Some would curl around me,
spending warmth.
As I look at them I smile.
They sleep with no care in the world,
their little feet kicking as they dream.
Tiny snores can be heard.
I can not wait until tomorrow.
Then we would all play together again.
My sisters would show me the beautiful sights of live
and my brothers would prepare me for my upcoming fights.
We would laugh together,
feel happy from all our hearts.
And we would look after each other
like real siblings do.
I look up to my mother.
Her soft smile is gentle and warm.
Her smooth nudge on my head is all it needs
to make me feel safe and sleepy.
She did not say a word.
She did not have to,
because all her words are reflected in her eyes
and I could read in them like an open book.
I yawn and lay down,
curling myself together.
I look at her smile one last time,
the I fall asleep between my siblings.
And in my dream I still feel them.
All those feelings I have everyday,
every moment when I see my family.
That's when I know I am home.
