Young Child beauty

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Small and fragile were how he began,
Growing stronger day by day.
Never pushed
Out from the nest
But still he soared away
His wings were ready
Much too soon
For blue birds cannot stay
Now somewhere over the rainbow,
My blue bird flies each day.
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