Those eyes that catch my soul.

Always watching, never letting go.

A gentle mother who lends her ears,

unable to cry,

unable to shed tears.

 

My dear do not worry,

I will be your protector.

I wil treat your hurts.

I will defend you.

 

Your would is your seas of grass,

filled with black and white. 

Your daughters walk beside you.

Simple things give you endless delight:

good corn, clean water, endless sunlight, and a kind hand.

 

My dear do not worry,

I will be your protector.

I will treat your hurts. 

I will defend you.

 

My dream, I dream it just for you.

My goal is shaped by you.

I will take my job, not as a burden but as meddle I wear proudly.

I will become the veternarian that you can belive in.  

 

Dont worry my dear,

As soon as I have grown I will return

I will ease your every hurt,

and ease your every fear.