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This poem is about youth and the importance of being a kid. |
| Come here my clever child, Sit upon my knee. Feel the breeze of the mid noon air. See all there is to see. Be a child and explore the nature. Don't forget to have fun. Dance around the willow tree. Make sure you play and run. There's a whole other world out there. Just waiting there for you. So before you turn to a working stiff, Run forever in your youth. |