Come Little Child..
Come little child, lend your hand in me.
Let's walk the road and feel the world with glee.
Feel the life you little child for you don't live that twice.
For childhood happen once and will never be back.Those birds. Those flies. Those bugs and frogs.
Do touch and play with them
That lake. That swamp. That mud.
Swim yourself with them.Dear little child soak yourself in rain.
Feel that little drops, happiness you'll gain.
Sway with the flowers, feel it's earthly scent.
Touch the inch of plateaus and high mountainrange.Go little child, feel the beauty of cloud.
Watch the sun goes down along the flying dove.
Search the edge of rainbow, stop till you see.
Joy, laugh, giggle! Be happy as you can be.Run little child! Run through the forest.
See the colored nature surrounds by giant roots.
Make friends with bear and squirrel, climb trees till you fall.
For wounds would be nothing cause you can ease them all.Come little child, I'll show you the beauty.
Beauty you'll see and always that free .
Come little child, breath the air of life.
Enjoy this moment for it's never be back.——————————————————
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Reminds me of my childhood. I wish I could bring back those times.
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