Jpys of Childhood
I crawl along, no fear, no worries.
I drool, I spit, no stress.
The world it waits, watches,
while I discover.
And now I walk, tentative.
Each step bringing me closer
to the fate that awaits.
Tuesday 24th February 2015 7:47 pm
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