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Oct 2018
The moment we leave the womb
entering to a blinding well lit room,
We've already started to explore
curiosity takes us crawling on the floor.

Laughing, smiling ready for even more
taking opportunity to open each door,
we slowly raise ourselves from knees to feet
new places and faces ready to meet.

Time for another evolutionary change
age of education is now within range,
welcome to a new game and book
gone are the baby toys as back we look.

Talking of our future learning about the past
years from now into space we may blast,
there are the dreams of such occupations
making new friends building relations.

Have we even started to learn a thing
when well meet again we still sing,
children and education are our only hope
a lesson for all its a tough mountain *****.

Climb climb and never stop reaching higher
take ever chance and reach for your desire,
life itself is one big non stop education
Go teach and share your joy of graduation.
Today is World Teacher Day and I decided to write a poem about from the moment we are born
Grant Dickson
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Grant Dickson  55/M/Edinburgh
(55/M/Edinburgh)   
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