TEN TEN

Today is ten ten,
Day when you born,
Eyes you have open,
And see the sun.

In every new season,
Death will come soon,
God forgive his sean,
And bless him in.

Problem which have remain,
Arange them as train,
Know time and when,
There is no time again.

Time you must obtain,
Because everyday they run,
Things you should win,
In a good mean.

Things which you can,
Poot them in plain,
For your own son,
In how to begin.

Today we have join,
And collect our coin,
Because in every moon,
Things change after noon.

In your head brain,
Forget about your pain,
In all those rain,
What have you learn?

This poem is about: 
My family
My community

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