In the morning of life
Sun rays seem soft
We let children play
In the fresh morning air
Then comes the tender age
Like the morning dew
Teenagers have a playful heart,
Like the butterfly’s flying art
Adult age is full of responsibility
Like the afternoon sun’s possibility
Senior age widens the experience
Like a rainy day evening appearance
See and hear again and again
Smell and feel and begin to gain
Please learn as your best fine art
and earn by the displaying how you smart
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