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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