Your Fears by Gary R. Ferris
Fear might come when you lie at night,
Scared of things, that is not in sight.
Some fears are bad, and some fears seem good,
They seem to keep and protect us from all that could.
Your fears of the dark and big water slides,
Will someday vanish and surely subside.
I know that now your fears seem bad,
But someday youâ€™ll conquer and youâ€™ll be glad.
As old fears die, new fears will come,
And pull us back down until we overcome.
Fears are like tests, through life we go,
Moving on to the next, as we increase what we know.
But until that day comes, when you dry those tears,
Youâ€™ll need a daddy, to comfort those fears.