High pitched squeaks of joy
At the sight of me from afarImpish 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 soughtTo slow down and pause
Is the valuable lesson taught.
Days with a child are such
Precious moments to treasureAnd, the heart fills with peace
Beyond what one can measure
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