Days Of Innocence Poem by Andrew W.K. Yip

Come, little children, open your eyes.
Behold life and nature in your purest light..
Listen to the lull of lullabies and your own cries,
Wait and wail the time and your fill, till mum's in sight.

Come, dear ones, steady your gaze and smiles pure.
Ask blessings for the hands that rock you to sleep,
That love will flow, wisdom grow and family secure.
Oh, those sweet faces and hearts - may God always care and keep.