What grasps the heart of a child
The wonder and delight of its BEING
The shimmer of light upon its hand
The warmth of the sun upon its brow
The touch of love upon its knowing soul
Hold precious the innocence
For it is but the wisdom of the ages
Hold precious the wonder
For it is the very breath of life itself.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
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