In the eyes of a child,
Innocence dare not hide.
And as time goes,
The child grows.
Many times we commit mistakes,
Risks, we're not afraid to take.
And when we fall, we move on.
Taking note, of what went wrong.
Then, in time, we shed our shell,
Of life's experience, we come to tell.
Yet, the road is still long,
So many choices as we move along.
And when in life, I come to cross,
The bridge I dare not pass,
I know, I'll make it through,
Coz' I'll be there with you.
-originally written by jigs on March 21, 1996 -
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