The world was ancient and wise,

when Richie came to life,

his sweet eyes opened wide,

awakening to the light.

 

Before him stood his towering father,

smiling as he beheld,

and his gentle, loving mother

held him close, her heart swelled.

 

"Beautiful Richie," they softly said,

child so lovely, sunshine bright.

You are our joy, our future ahead,

our warmth, our guiding light.

 

For Richie, the world appeared,

gigantic, full of mystery.

To him, all things endeared,

magical and full of history.

 

The birds soaring high above,

the fish in the deep blue sea,

grandparents' unwavering love,

roses' hues, colorful and free.

 

Then came the day so grand,

to venture out with glee,

to live, to learn, hand in hand,

with joy and curiosity.

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His parents, with hearts so bold,

through forests they did roam,

seeking a place of stories told,

a dreamland, their new home.

 

A place where their child could find,

friendship pure and true,

where learning, with love entwined,

would shape his heart anew.

 

And so, guided by laughter sweet,

they journeyed without fear,

until they found a place complete,

where Richie's path was clear.

 

There, without a moment's delay,

in a beautiful land so near,

Richie found his place to play,

ideal, for him to grow without fear.