I see the children as they play,
The games I know so well.
I watch with delight every day,
As I listen to voices sweet as a bell.
The cheerful cries fill me with joy,
Smiling faces tell all is good.
My heart goes out to every girl and boy,
And I would play with them if I could.
From my armchair I watch in leisure,
Happy faces out side my window frames,
Yes I am content to see such pleasure
And wish that I could join in their games.
The children take me back to the old days,
When I was young and filled with esprit.
Now I can only sit here and gaze,
Thanking Heaven that I can still hear and see.
Comments about this poem (Child Play. by Bernard Shaw )
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