The kids are the puppets held by strings,
trapped in the nets held by your rings.
There are the hits of dismay and pain,
You have nothing to lose but the world to gain..
It is all in the mind,
Love the way they head to shine.
Not really destined to part,
all it takes is to stay healthy by heart.
The beautiful smiles
to cover the million miles.
The ambitious entrants of this world
their endeavours are not to be hurdled.
The lessons rendering better and bright
to teach the difference between wrong and right.
The chants of wisdom wide and true
the ones that make mom and you (child).
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