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4d
Tender life’s first cry
In a world so pure and new,  
Hello, little one.

Curious minds play,  
Running around the playground,  
Reaching for the sky.

Reading books piled high,  
Through learning they find their way,  
As knowledge is found.

Late nights, coffee cups,  
Graduating with honour,
Live, learn and begin.

Choices weave their paths,  
With responsibilities,  
As coin slips through hands.

A chance encounter,
Draws hearts that grow together,
I love you always.

Two hearts bound with rings,  
Promises in whispered vows,  
‘Til death do we part.

A mother is born,
A new baby greets this world,
They seize my whole heart.

The world keeps turning,
Children into adults grow
With aged threads of time.

Hold my weary hand,  
My journey finds its end now,  
Stars await my soul.

©️Lizzie Bevis
Lizzie Bevis
Written by
Lizzie Bevis  F/England
(F/England)   
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