This poem is a reply poem for Henry Longfellow's poem Children.
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The questions that perplexed you,
Have vanished quite away.
For the scene of laughing children,
Is enough to be gay.
The sun spreads its warmth around,
So how could we've resisted.
The windows by us are found,
The latch by us is lifted.
Your worries could never touch us,
For we all keep them at bay,
Like sea sprays are all troubles,
For us to kick away.
If we children were no more,
Your world will grow so dull.
Shut would be every door,
And gladness would be null.
What the food is to the hungry,
With all its nourishment.
Which makes him forget his worry,
And works for his betterment.
That to the world are we children,
With streams of happy thought.
We melt the snow all frozen,
Its warmth and joy we sought.
We'll come to ye, O ye old man,
And whisper in your ears,
How from you all your fears ran,
And dried were all your tears.
We all are a book of hymns,
Such a worthy codex of hope.
We all are the wind chimes,
Clinging on to joy like a rope.
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