being six

 




 

Oh the sweetness

Of being six.




The world is unknown, 

But it’s not mean and scary. 

It’s all full of magic, 

Of Santa and fairies. 




You mean what you say

And know no other way; 

You fly on your bike

But still thumb-suck at night.




When money is meaningless

And clouds are mysterious;

When every day brings 

Some new marvelous thing. 




Oh six, keep on shining,

You don’t have to try hard;

Oh six, just keep learning 

To love who you are.  




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