THE CYCLE OF LIFE
Oh the beauty of being a child
The carefree attitude
The laughters in the rain
Picking crickets in the night
like there really is no care in the world

We stand on the shoulders of parents
hoping to see the light they saw and even beyond
The briefcases of life lessons
we play arond them
Hoping we live our lives avoiding our parents mistakes

Sometimes its almost like we live for them
We school for them
We sojourn life for them

Only if we can truly see
They give us the best of what they couldnt have
Hoping we get the best and repeat the same cycle of life
To die fulfilled.

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