lizzy Sydney - Children

Children
Children are flowers
Always growing
Fast and slow
Tall and short

And every single one
Is different in a way
Blooming at their own time
When they are ready to mature

Usually bright and cheery
Spreading their good cheer
Making people smile
As they spot one on the way to work

They are all different colours
Yellow, black and red
Yet they are not racist
Against one another

They don’t always co-operate
But in the end they do
Some are big and some are small
But they’ll play till the day is through

For everything there is a season
Eventually they will die
Needing nurturing to thrive
Needing each other to survive

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lizzy Sydney

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