Post by marejadesky on Jul 1, 2011 20:18:09 GMT -5
A baby cry, and cry but no one around to here him,
a little boy sit in a dark corner and no one see him,
a young man set out to the light and open his month and no world some out,
a man learn to work with his hand and speak with his hand because no was there to teach him words,
a man be come a master at his craft and make a life for him self and now under stand the world on paper and can now speak some world but love to help people understand how to talk with there hand
A man has seen the world more then once
a man know what love is and what lose is
a little boy sit in a dark corner and no one see him,
a young man set out to the light and open his month and no world some out,
a man learn to work with his hand and speak with his hand because no was there to teach him words,
a man be come a master at his craft and make a life for him self and now under stand the world on paper and can now speak some world but love to help people understand how to talk with there hand
A man has seen the world more then once
a man know what love is and what lose is
