A paper upon which a lot can be written is bought.
It is beautiful, hardy and strong.
Its marvellous, unique and wonderful.
The paper is sought by all.
The father writes upon it,
So does the mother.
At evening, the small child also writes upon it .
It’s their chart, which they would write upon and look after for ever and ever.
A paper is their bond.
Not of money, but of happiness.