A LITTLE BABY...
BY GLORIA FAYE BROWN BATES/ aka GRANNY GEE
A little baby comes into this world
never knowing anything
A baby only knows what it's exposed to
It's like a vessel to be filled with good or bad things
A little baby never knows anything
It grows up mimicking its parents, caretakers
Every moment is spent watching, learning
The vessel is filling up with the person it becomes one day
A little baby begins to know everything
Even the things it doesn't know
You see how when it's a teenager
It doesn't listen to you, he/she know everything
It's wise to expose your baby to good things
Life things, education
It's a parent's duty to groom that baby as it grows
To be the best person it can be, one day
If a baby isn't taught anything and it has to learn
On its own as it grows, it takes valuable time trying to learn
Life's lessons while falling, getting up from mistakes
Sometimes they can't pass things they don't know to their babies
It takes time, time that is called childhood to learn these things
To carry into adulthood to pass on to their babies
So don't waste time, learn before you have children
Be ready to teach them as soon as they arrive in this world
A little baby grows into a big person
They act like an adult, making decisions on all they've learned
Inside in a little corner... they are still a baby
Or why else would it seek comfort, love, safety
Those are the most important things in life
If there's comfort, love, safety
What else would one want
Because that means... you have everything you need in this world
Somewhere inside... there's still a little... baby
Colors As I Go
grief
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only child
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Scary
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Boiled eggs
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Distrust
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Don't call me Faye
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Dying
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I hate to be called Faye
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I'm afraid of the dark
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Middle age woman
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Pain that reaches the soul.. can't be seen
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Running
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Where did my youth go?
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dying in a beautiful way
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life is fragile
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light on my path
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my son
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Your words are very true!! We have to teach them all the good that we can. They will learn enough bad on their own once they began going to school. Love, Ms. Nancy
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