A l
Ife of dreams to yet unfold.
Each pass
Ing day as we grow old.
We are but one, as we learn to walk St
Ill,
very l
Ittle as we start to talk.
By the age of f
Ive, to school we go,
To learn much more that we don''t know.
As we h
It ten, our world''s the books;
Just turn the page and take a look...