Learning Life's Lessons

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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God grants us the language of love, As every baby knows... A Mother's smile is quite enough As her joy overflows... She need not speak a single word From her own Mother tongue, Such that her baby's heart is stirred Before a song is sung... She merely looks into those eyes, Her baby on her breast, For that new child to realise The one who loves it best... In time, the Father's eyes are known And they, too, bring delight, The baby learns it's not alone, No matter, day or night... The baby grows and starts to walk, Legs strengthen with each day... And suddenly, it's learnt to talk And pretty soon, to pray... When School begins, new friends are found, Each one proves quite unique And guardians are all around, Protecting week-by-week... The years fly by, exams commence, Each child's results are shared... Success on such as this depends, It's wise to be prepared... Where would we be without the facts, The theorems and the rules? Their wisdom guides our daily acts, To spare us being fools... The adult mind invents new things, Adapting Nature's gifts, That's why we fly in planes with wings As fast speed gently lifts... And why Man walked upon the Moon And why Man walked in space... Such lessons learnt have proved a boon To us, the Human Race... Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.

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