Hail to the young ones, taken and darkened long before their time. To the young ones whose laughter and joy echo no more. To the young ones, who suffered unjustly. Hail the father and mother who lost their young, a burden that never leaves the heart. From them we learn of the ways of the world, how cruel it can be, especially to the young and innocent. Hail to the family that leaves a reminder in our hearts, a deep aching love, a heavy sadness for the small ones, the parents, the mentally ill, a reminder to show them love and kindness, as we show love and kindness to the gods who have felt their suffering.
