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Bean Sprout

A life so fragile, placed in your hands,
To mold and teach to understand....

To mold a caring and honest soul,
   to teach morals, and to set a goal.
To understand feelings, to accept without change,
   to love without judgment,
To be a friend

A live, MY life, placed in your hangs,
   to watch me grow, to help me plan.
To know one day you must set me free
   to live the life I choose for ME.




(written approx. 1983, for Soni.)


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