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Sep 2010
The greatest gift in life is life itself;

And all the material things that we call wealth;

Cannot compare to our joy;

Of a new born baby boy.



We’ve watched him grow this past year;

Seen him laugh, play and show a tear;

His innocence and baby smile;

Are what make our days worthwhile;



He won’t be a child for long;

He’ll grow taller and with God’s help strong;

We’ll enjoy this moment, while we can;

Before he grows to be a man.



Those first step, first words;

The education from his Tutor;

We’ll do what we must to get it right;

Because children are the future.

                                           Robert C Millar
Copyright © 2009 R C Millar
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