I see the little kids happily babbling about life as they try to get through the supermarket doors with their scooters, holding everyone up, not a care.
I watch the adults faces watching the little kids patiently as the little kids happily babble about life as they try to get through the supermarket doors with their scooters, holding them up, not a care.
It’s funny, I think, we all used to be just like those little kids happily babbling about life as they try to get through the supermarket doors with their scooters, holding everyone up, not a care.
Such precious little lives, happily babbling about life, no idea what is in store for them, we all think back to that, as they try to get through the supermarket doors with their scooters holding us all up, not a care.
We’d all swap our grown up lives for some of that lost innocents, even just for a minute, we all think, as they try to get through the supermarket doors with their scooters holding us all up, not a care.
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