innocent dolls,
playing on swings,
breezy, blithe and buoyant.
And now you see us,
our satchels on our backs,
minds toying with
algebra, alchemy and archives.
You see us now,
setting the worldstage on fire,
skilled, sincere and striking,
determined darlings.
And in a blink,
you see us again,
standing on the altar,
blushing beautiful brides.
And now you see us,
managing the mènage,
the children, the husband and inlaws,
efficient, effective efforts.
Yeah!
We grow up that fast.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.