Born on a day of sun they came fast hard quick
Exasperating until a funny they perform lighten the countenance
Tinkle Tinkle goes the laughter that makes a mind wonder and cry
Different but same they secret until the days grow long
Independent free and law abiding they say yes
Quiet Quiet for they feel for their children future and self
By
Felicia McCaw
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