In fields where laughter blooms like morning dew,
The children dance, a symphony of light.
Their eyes are stars in skies of boundless blue,
Their hearts untainted, dreams are taking flight.
The world a canvas, colors pure and bright,
With chalk and crayon, stories come alive.
Each day an epic tale of pure delight,
In lands where dragons, fairies, giants thrive.
With whispers soft, they cast their secret spells,
Imaginations vast as ocean's depth.
In every corner, magic sweetly dwells,
With every breath, they weave the dreamer’s web.
Their laughter rings like chimes in gentle breeze,
A melody that warms the coldest heart.
In simple joys, a thousand mysteries,
A glimpse of grace in every playful part.
They see the world through lenses free of fear,
Where every shadow holds a hidden charm.
They whisper hope in every listening ear,
And cradle peace within each tiny palm.
Though we may age and face the world's harsh grind,
These echoes of our past forever stay.
In children’s eyes, our lost dreams we can find,
A beacon guiding through the darkest day.
For in their innocence, we see the truth,
A purity that time can never steal.
The endless wonder of eternal youth,
A balm that helps the weary soul to heal.
So let us cherish every precious smile,
And guard these fleeting moments, ever dear.
For children, in their laughter, all the while,
Are whispers of a love that conquers fear.
About the Creator
Samson E. Gifted
SEG, is a talented writer, editor, and publisher known for his exceptional storytelling and keen eye for detail. With a passion for words and a commitment to excellence earning a reputation as a respected figure in the publishing industry.
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