Watching children, toddlers to be exact, walking in front
of a giant screen that's playing videos of everything, all
of it wonderfully enhanced and just right.
In synch with musical rhythms, children being fascinated
with many brilliant colors flashing behind the band, music
touching their curious little minds as children keep stopping
in their tracks to watch it all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear RoseAnn, such a profound poem👍👍👍