Cries come out
They shout
Then they pout
It is a child without a doubt
The rush of a smile
They have conquered another trial
Another memory to their file
It is happy, not rile
As they see him grow
They wish that it would be slow
but no
As time flies, they see him glow
This is the beauty of life
As time passes by
He will have a wife
And together they will die
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Hey guys! it is my friends birthday tomorrow, so i wrote this poem!
Why am I even happy? I don't even know anymore.
