Two Year Olds
There is nothing like two year olds
They are like robots, only repeating what they are told
we are often in awe of some of their sayings
some of their words stop us from turning pages
they jump, play and just run wild
we look at them with wonder and smile
they came from us, but we ask whose child?
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