Watch a child … see their face
Full of innocence and grace
So expressive … so engrossed
Playing games they love the most
Enquiring eyes … enquiring mind
Wanting to learn about all they find
Giving love to us so freely
Makes us know so very deeply …
Why we love them all our days
And their simple, lovely ways
Even when they have grown up
We can never ever stop …
Wanting to protect and shield …
…them from the bad things in the world
Even though it makes us yearn
We always know that they must learn
On their own … making life
In their own image … love or strife
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem...its very true