If it wasn’t a dark and stormy night
And it wasn’t a long long time ago,
Then what was it?
Well I will tell you,
It was a story told down by family to family,
Remembered by heart before paper.
It was stuck in young minds
Inspiring you to take your first stride.
It was your night and day,
While traveling to the corners of space.
It was your sweet smelling moments,
As well as the dark scary seconds.
This story writes every move,
It is your story, you write,
You are the author of your life
And it wasn’t a long long time ago,
Then what was it?
Well I will tell you,
It was a story told down by family to family,
Remembered by heart before paper.
It was stuck in young minds
Inspiring you to take your first stride.
It was your night and day,
While traveling to the corners of space.
It was your sweet smelling moments,
As well as the dark scary seconds.
This story writes every move,
It is your story, you write,
You are the author of your life
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