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Time to leave the hot-housing alone and get back to some fun! My poem was written some time ago but it has got worse!The School GateSamantha can count up to tenAnd they say she’s amazingly brightIf we start Cantonese straight awayShe can practise it every night.What can yours do?Oh, Jack is the top of his yearAnd he’ll have to move up to the next!He can use the new lap, is a master of webAnd is really proficient at text.What can yours do?Olivia plays violinWe had one especially madeFor a child who’s so young it just had to be doneAnd its worth all the money we paidWhat! Haven’t you got him in school?He’ll never keep up with the restThere just won’t be time if you don’tAnd then he will fail every test!I think he is fine as he isI don’t need a genius at two!I want him to grow at his paceNot rush him through hurdles like youHe pulls all the heads off my flowersThen brings them, a present, to me.He spends hours just messing aroundThen snuggles up, tired, on my knee.No, he doesn’t do what he is toldWhat he does, though, is never unkindHe is bold, he is brave, he is funHe’s a typical child you will find.He can laugh till he lights up the sunHe can cry till he draws down the moonWith his head resting here near my heartI don’t want him to grow up too soon!When he’s grown these memories stay I’m sure you will find this is trueHe’ll be so filled with wonder and loveThere’ll be nothing on earth he can’t do!
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