Little Soldier version.2

Hey there little soldier
Crying in your misery
I would love to tell you
To stand up and dry 'em tears
To straighten up and smile
... But who am I to do so?
Who am I to deny what you see
And say everything is alright?
It would be a lie and we know it.
So here Is a truth, it doesn't matter.
It's not the last time you will feel so sad.
And I wonder how your little head
Must feel right now, the way it works
The way you think about it all
You judge what I didn't see till I was 5.
You speak like a Zen monk little one.
You are blessed or cursed
To be here on earth
You have seen it all and more
You know that very well
I won't tell you to dry your eyes
Cause I know you won't just yet
But I will give you some good advice
Never give up little soldier
Hold your head up high
But also be polite.

Dedicated to my 2 year old cousin.