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A baby is born; it cries the umbilical cord is cut
The baby learns to crawl, eat, walk, and many other things on their own, looking back they 
seem so simple to learn for us as human beings, after all everyone does it
A baby isn’t a baby anymore but a child 
You teach them to ride a bike, throw a ball, and they scrape a few knees in the process
Adolescence hits and they go from wanting to be taught to wanting to learn on their own
Every moral they were taught is wrong, every lesson you tried to show them they think is
Wrong
This adolescent is now a grown up, they want to do things on their own but want a guiding 
hand from time to time like their childhood
This grown up is now a full blown adult, they have children and the cycle starts again, with 
those parents in what were once your shoes
Their children grow up and they see everything that they put you through in their 
adolescence and start to realize all of those lessons they once though were silly are now 
Golden Rules
All the while you grow older and realize you made mistakes, but for all of the wrong choices 
there were good ones
You age and start a reverse process that your child once took
Simple things that once were easy for you are now a difficult task
The bathroom is so close but so far away, walking from one end of the house is like a child 
walking for the first time, wobbly and a near spill from time to time. 
All the while people are looking on seeing the regression and learning another lesson
In your aging a lesson is being taught once again, a great lesson so simple but hard to 
realize in our dumb youth
It isn’t what you are when you leave this world, it’s the memories and lessons you leave 
behind for generations. The legacy you leave with your loved ones.

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