With every passing minute and every passing day Bring new bright lives filled with innocence so gay With our direction our knowledge and power We hope to turn our little ones into strong blooming flowers As they will not always choose the right path Or make the right choice But as their unit, their family, we should always hear there voice We must be strong for our young, for times now are so hard Turning backs on your children will cause an unhealing scar.
Reason for writing:
My love and hope for the future of our planet and children.
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