The Child

Holding our finger, they steadily

Learn to walk

A little mumbling at first

But they even learn to talk.

Little eyes that see the world through us

Little minds that only know how to trust.

They are the purest form of God

A blessing, a wish granted from above.

Innocent minds see everything so clear

They love everyone whom they find dear.

They might cry out loud

They might laugh it out

They know how to handle

A fall, yet they are up and about.

There is a child inside us

Whom we always keep inside

Who knows how to enjoy and live life.

We are blessed to have them around

Who know the real happiness

Which we keep looking for around.

So, play with them

Laugh out loud

Do go crazy with them

Dance, sing and run around.

It is the best thing that has lots to give

It is the best part of life

Which we always do miss.