Original Poem: Childhood

It comes and goes in a flash,
How it is managed without a clash,
Often determines if there was one or not.
Many do say it was someone's fault.
One enjoyed culminates to a great future,
One lost may have a future not too secure.
It is not always important,
But it will make sure there are remnants,
Of the past of course!
For our children we have to plan its course.


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