I watch my children’s innocence with awe
The way they have no worries and all
Oh, if only to be oblivious to reality like them
As they tug gleefully at my skirt’s hem
They smile and laugh without care
Not needing to pay attention to their own welfare
Oh, to be as free as they
Playing as the trees sway
Their happiness so easily attained
Not needing to deal with any sort of strain
Oh, to go about life as if it were perfectly fine
I wouldn’t trade their happiness for mine
They have time before they are grown
And have to deal with the world on their own
So I just bask in the joy of them being kids
And hope that when they get older they have it easier than I did
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