Be gentle
Smile a lot, be sweet
Do not be lured into negativity
Do not admit defeat
By the world because
Laid out at your feet
Are wonders and delights untold
And possibilities all rolled
Into a package that you can’t deny
Is offered up to you
And by and by as you get older
You will feel the pressure of wealth and privilege upon Your shoulder
And you will smile and remember days
When you were sour of mouth and thought or deed
And you will wonder at your mind
A ten year old work in progress
And why given your advantages
You couldn’t care less
But that was then and this is then
And the affected stance pervades again
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