Sacred Poems
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Growing Up

Cast a mold of life and love
The hopes and dreams you're thinking of
A world so big for one so small
The sky, the trees, a big red ball

Soon to crawl, and then to walk
Soon to dream, and then to talk
I have a name, I know I'm me
I taste, I feel, I hear, and see

I wrote my name at school today
I'm learning games the kids all play
I rode my bike with just two wheels
I fell and know how bad it feels

The tests to pass to graduate
The job for which I could not wait
He's all grown up I hear them say
It seems like only yesterday

Children Death and Dying Ancient Places Life and Living
Echoes of War The Family of God The World Around Us A Possible Future
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