Don't they see?

You're a,

Wonderful thing.

I looked at my son, trying not to sob as I sang him an ancient lullaby. I sang this song to myself when I was feeling down, or if I needed a little help.

Don't let them tell you otherwise.

You may be tall

You may be small

But you're perfect in someone's eyes

I never thought that my child would grow up without a mother, at least I can watch him from above. A tear fell down my cheek, and landed on his nose.

So little child all alone

Put down that knife

Of hateful words

As I cried, he looked up and gurgled, as if trying to ask 'Why are you crying?'

I looked deep into his red eyes and shook my head, slowly.

And look in the mirror and you will see,

You're a wonderful thing.

He will be protected.

Cause you are perfect

Cause you are so worth it

Even if you think

Otherwise

'Never believe you are anything different. You are mine, and you are perfect.'

Look into my eyes

And believe

You're a

Wonderful thing.

I walked out the door, still singing softly, yet crying as I sat him on the porch.

I've thought that same way

Before

Understand

I ripped out a piece of paper from a notebook I had found and wrote 'His name is Tyler Ellis, and he is perfect. Never let him believe otherwise.'

I handed him a pair of green headphones, slipped the note into his hand.

Make that knife no more

And believe in your heart

Deep down inside

Little child, all alone

Put down your knife

Of hateful words

So little child all alone

Destroy your knife

Of those fake hateful words

And believe me when I say...

I looked at him, sighing before saying,

"So little child all alone

Look at those shards of hateful words

Pick them up and toss them away

They aren't something you need to see today

Little child all alone

Pick up that mirror of beautiful words

And please believe more when I say

You're a,

Wonderful thing.

Good-bye, my little Dragon."