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The Beginning

The day that we were born, That was the joy of the family. We are the children of the future, The makers of new destinies. Our fathers, mother, grandfathers and grandmothers, Those who came before us, The story of their lives, Entwined with us forever. Nothing is better than this ever, Yet one can never tell. The days are long, the years are short, Soon it will be over. Not yet, not now, This is only the beginning. From the past, to the present, The future lies ahead of us. Long lives, long memories, That will lie inside us forever. Why think about that far away? We are only starting out, As babies.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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