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AB Bedran (They/She)
You wake up
With the sun on your face
And you jump out of bed,
Running into the kitchen
The smell of coffee
And flowers,
Your mother’s warm embrace
Your father’s glowing smile
You get to play outside!
Amongst the dogs and sheep
Grazing throughout the winding path,
The hills are singing to you
You find yourself in the valley
Where a little stream meets you
You splash and play with your feet
You find rocks, turquoise and red
You run home when it gets dark
And your mother calls you for dinner
You hear stories from your father
About how the world use to be
You fall asleep in the loving arms
Of your family, they tuck you in together
This is what every day is like for you,
This is what it should be for every child.