THE CHILDREN
They are the spring season,
With lovely smile and candor,
Sprung from the eternal belief,
That abounds this universe;
Never getting tired of living!
The marvel of god's creation-
They are the salvation of us
Nurturing faith and hope
With their blush of innocence*
The truth in their deep heart
Blooms into the fragrance
Of eternal beauty and duty
To enrich this world into
The very heaven we believe.
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