Wherein lies the follies of children
a light of infinite wisdom
Hoisted amongst the sails of life,
amongst the treacherous seas-
to live among the sacred
And to sleep among the innocent.
To sincerely play upon your heart-
Of past memories.
Was it to pretend? Was it to sing?
Was it the beautiful flowers in which to bring?
Nay, it was only the playful smiles of the young
as they play today.