One day a child was sent into the world. A special child, A child who had a gift. He was open, The open child. He helped people, Rich and poor, Big and small. He connected us all together. And suddenly he wasn't a child anymore.
- Linux is growing, IBM
One day the child went east. The next, west. Then north.
And south. Not everyone realized he was there, Not everyone recognized his power. He spoke every language. He just seemed to fit in.
- Linux is everywhere, IBM
