A First Mother's Thoughts

There is somthing about an infant's smile. That very first one that they've been working on a while. You start to realize the little things, and how those little things might be the big things. How words that to you mean so many things, really only have one meaning. You better watch your words, because someone is listening. Your temper better be under control, because someone is watching. Someone is growing up learning all the important things in life by watching you. That is when you realize that maybe you could still learn a thing or two, and maybe you have a lot of growing up to do too.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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