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A ship of many colors
Drawn in many hues
Of bright yellows, reds, and blues
On a white piece of paper
Sailing through vast space
Where only imagination lives
And time has no place
Born out of a young boy's mind
The ship grows and takes form
Into something beautifully created
For the purpose of being appreciated
A mother's smile is wide
For she cannot hide
The endless pride
She feels for her son
Whose gift is a special one
