The Emotions

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Here I plays with the little boy He likes me so much as I am the grandpa It is my hope, my pride, happiness To make him happy always by smiles Little toys that make him know the world Slowly to prepare for a brave new world To the see the thinks of happiness To give the happiness to others he meet Through the talents he nurtures in childhood The learns the lessons of human justice I likes to speak, communicate, in his language Knowing well he will be a little naughty sometimes Running here and there to avoid the grandpa His advises he knows little now owing to childhood But sure he will be happy in later of adulthood The world is so beautiful but at the same time Difficult like an ocean to swim across The swimming that he have to learn steadily Grasping the movements of world with listening Through mother, father, elders, and gentlemen The teachers who teaches him the lessons There the rising moon, the morning and evening son No doubt they are the enlightened teachers to my child I pray for him and his upbringing with values The values of great teachers taught to me in life Through books, poems, speeches, and plays I have got some lessons as necessary tools The little one is fast running here and there May I spend sometime with my grandchild for the time.

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