Children

In laughter's dance, the children play,

Underneath the sun's warm ray.

In innocence, their spirits free,

A world of wonder, endless glee.

Tiny footsteps, a joyful sound,

Echo through meadows, all around.

Imaginations wild and bold,

Stories in their eyes unfold.

With eyes that sparkle, pure and bright,

They chase the day and hold it tight.

Dreams like kites in skies so blue,

Each moment painted in hues anew.

In the garden of youth, they bloom,

Like flowers in a springtime room.

Their laughter, a melody so sweet,

A symphony where joy and innocence meet.

Oh, the magic in a child's gaze,

A universe of awe and daze.

Through games and dreams, they learn to soar,

Little hearts, forevermore.

In their laughter, the world's reborn,

A tender echo, a golden morn.

Children, whispers of hope and grace,

A timeless dance, in love's embrace.