Birth First

Children learn from sight
Though told
With all your might
Smiles bite
Laughter paves a grove
They remember the ups tool
School is not cruel
Just a mark of 
Going through
Open the door
Opportunity saves more
Good or bad
Stepping stones to better highs
Erasing cry
Emotions wheel turning
Can't deny unending
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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