Life

Life is so precious

truly a gift

something so sweet 

like a mother’s kiss

from beginning to end

a joyful ride

like rifing the waves

on the greatest tide

from being a child

playing with a ball

endless happiness through it all

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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