Ode to a Child

There was a little child

Who cuddled a bear.

She dance in the autumn

With not but a care.

She sang to the wind

And pranced in the leaves.

She whispered to snails

And swung from the trees.

She gathered the roses

And blew them a kiss.

She smiled like sunshine

And lived in pure bliss.

Her mind wove no nightmares.

Her thoughts wore no wears.

Her voice never stifled.

Her heart wore no tears.

She woke to the sunshine

And slept by moonlight.

Her dreams filled with angels

Protecting the night.

Her friends were the unicorns.

Her love was the stars.

Her home was in Neverland

And sometimes on Mars.

Her life lay before her.

A road endless on.

Her view was the brightest.

Her years at their dawn.