Slowly yet consciously,
Miraculously everyday I wake;
To the first man, my sake;
Flawlessly I crawled,
Sat, stood and fell;

My hands clapped;
My feet Tapped;
Body shrugged;
My instincts hugged;
Pat on my head is loved.

The cheer and cries;
The grounds and skies;
The laugh and frown;
Coloured my face;
Red and brown.

I talked, Up again and about;
gibberish and blabbed;
I grew to be alright;
Now I am better and strong;
And do all so right...



By:
Johnnygan (Beryl Ace)

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