to a child who must feel the constant need to be loved
a few words of praise is all enough
you cannot give him a car or a chick
he isn't old enough to drive or to be driven
touch his hair, giggle his armpits
and you will hear his childish laughter
a few words of praise and a heart beat
to a child his day is already complete
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