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Progeny Precious Without a trip and fall
You never stand at all;
Without a scolding of your mom
You never tend to understand, learn,
"Spare the rod and spoil the child,"
Belong to, "The old school of thought"
Irrelevant, how deep we love
Faults we need to chide.
Children are Children!
Mistake, rectification,
"Pardon"
Our own exemplary actions,
"Practice what you preach,"
"Reap as you sow"
J, my teacher has said
"God looks upon sin as a mother looks upon her
baby's first halting attempts to walk"
Your ink is made of grace