They

He was happy with his life,

How? I'm not quite sure,

'Til one day he lost somene,

He as happy no more.

 

She hd just born a little child,

Oh! What a joy,

They were small and bright geen eyed,

They were a little boy.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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