Children

In a world of whispers, where shadows play A child dances softly, in the light of day.

A child laughs freely, a smile shared wide, A strangers kindness, like an oceans tides.

Every pebble a treasure, each tree a grand tower,

The simplest of moments, infused with pure power.

In their giggles, the echoes of dreams take a flight every moment is like a canvas, painted with delight.

Unburdened by worldly worries, they weave memory tales so bright

In the heart of a child, the world feels all right

But as days passes by, the innocence wanes The echoes grow softer , through memories remains.