A Child
By Rubee
A CHILD A child's laughter while at play The sweetest sound around Their innocence precious Unconditional love Is the greatest to be found Such little hands That work so hard New worlds they do explore Their great desire To love and learn They are to be adored Those little legs That run so fast In a world so grand and new Their splendor awe Inquisitive About what all things do Great big smiles Eyes so bright Wonderous sweet and mild Trusting loving No prejudice There is nothing More precious than a child Written January 10th, 1992 © on Jan 25 2002 01:15 AM PST 0 • 12
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"A CHILD..."