Noticing children coming into the center, watching curiously
as I write, their eyes filled with wonder at how it's being
done.
Smiling within, hoping it has opened their minds a little
wider so they may try new things on their own without fears
of doubts.
Children are always so curious about the world around them,
absorbing even the littlest things they see, storing all
that is seen in intellect for future use.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem