Teens Preyar
AY! Tis I thy very reflection
Of youth once boosted upon thy deception,
Thou was me once1recall I prey
Understand me, help me walk life’s way
Oh! mother the bossom I so entrust
The life giver my companion
Awaken! don’t hush
I blunder1 I win accept I prey
My heart needs thy love and guiding eye,
Father tou art my souls provider,
I’m but thy toddler still naïve
Of worldly venom, and love’s very pain
Thou gavest me every luxury and oppulance
Education, shelter, moral thoughts and endurance
Yet1 my emotions were tested beyond
For I knew not what to stride upon
By
Shanika Paul
From the collection of Poetry on humanity
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U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(Cambridge) Trained Teacher(IMSD)
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