Oh, the joys of little ones so sweet and small,
Bundles of love that capture us all.
In their eyes, a sparkle bright and true,
A world full of wonder, just waiting for you.
Their giggles echo through the halls,
As they discover life's simple thrills.
With each new day, their minds expand,
Learning and growing, hand in hand.
So let us cherish these tiny souls,
And hold them close, as they make our hearts whole.
For in their innocence and grace,
We find the beauty of the human race.
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nice poem brenda
Beautiful beings. Lovely poem, Brenda.