and always there are the children
there will be children in the heat of day
there will be children in the cold of winter
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I hate this it makes my hands red, we have to do it in class itβs bad! ! ! !
I will try to rise for the first time in the past year I think I am a great person and I love you and I hope to see him in the next few days I know he is a little bit of a pain but I cannot last for a month
Itβs to long and itβs going to make my face redππ½ππ½ππ½βπ½βπ½ππ‘π₯΅π₯΅π₯΅
Now Iβm just getting back into work right after school and then we look up Nikki Giovanni.
Iβm a kid nut I understand she saying we will fall but we will rise again
Wonderful poetry...............we welcome the young of all groups as our own with the solid nourishment of food and warmth
we nourish the children on our gods that they may understand respect we urge the children on the tracks that our race will not fall short but our children are not ours nor we theirs they are future we are past very fine poem. to ny