The toddlers, they are by the trees,
I see the smiles on their faces,
And the way they giggle, they play around;
I feel the wind, hear all its sounds,
And my heart's filled up with Joy;
The summer dusk is on its way,
The sun will shine down through branches
And Breeze will kiss toddlers's cheeks.
I will return to my hometown,
Feel the wind and hear its sounds,
And find the place with trees alike,
Where some toddlers giggle and play.
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