Wednesday, February 22, 2017

High pitched squeaks of joy

At the sight of me from afar

Impish grin of sweet pleasure

This feeling, nothing can mar

Simple pleasures abound,

With cries of ‘look at me’s

“watch me do it my dear”

Life is completely at ease

Time is at a standstill

Languid the pace sought

To slow down and pause

Is the valuable lesson taught.

Days with a child are such

Precious moments to treasure

And, the heart fills with peace

Beyond what one can measure


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