Small Wonder

digital illustration from a photoRegeneration

Small children are such pretty little things,

Their chattering and skipping on the green

Playground of summer like the beating wings

And songs of flocks of birds are heard and seen;

It’s fortunate such playful charms are theirs,

That doll-like innocence and holding fast

To unspoiled beauty’s natural to our heirs–

Or this bunch living now would be the last.

6 thoughts on “Small Wonder

    • Thank you, Samina. Though I’m childless myself, I enjoy other people’s children and, well, I enjoyed my own time as a kid too! πŸ˜‰ So I think I have a reasonable perspective on the joys of childhood. πŸ™‚

    • I had such fun watching that boy and his family in the park. There were lots of families enjoying the paths and gardens and the lake there on a beautiful, beautiful evening, but this one child was so serious, so intent on scooting around on his little bike that I had a hard time looking at anyone else. He was a little charmer.

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