Young We All Came From
Children form their idea's when small.
That's why it's important for elders to give them their all.
Some say well they're just A child.
And they might even leave them for awhile.
Some say they are small and they don't know what we do.
Meanwhile their child is watching every move with eyes so true.
Patiently waiting and tagging behind.
Watching with eyes so full of love that they shine.
Everything they see is turning their mold.
They can't wait to be like them when they get old.
And here some said they are small and don't know.
For what their elders paved before them is the only way they know.
Their every track will show, just like freshly fallen snow!
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