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Watching my sons play Brings joy in a world of grey Off they run in the dirt Not caring if they get hurt Little bodies with great big schemes Endless amounts of energy it seems Laughing in the grass Zipping by me they pass No care for tomorrow Only smiles, no sorrow Each new game they meet Running on little feet Off on their bikes Walking on little hikes Smiles across thier faces In the dirt their toy cars leave traces Every parent knows what joys this brings Watching them play with such simple things I smiled all through this phrase But now, I'm off with them to play
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