You hover lightly in a child’s mind

Painting scenes of disbelief

A hand covers mouth as awe reveals

The child acted as a thief

Thank you, conscience,

The only true reflection

For even when we stumble

Like father, you lead us in the right direction

Sometimes we may sway from you

And forget to right our wrongs

Prodding us with pangs of guilt

Not easy the path to take is long

And if you fall forgotten, evaporate like rain

Ignorance will last for but a few

For we will always return

Like the early morning dew