HAPPY FACES

Happy faces, smiling faces, all is well,
Nothing to mar the children’s pleasures.
They have now come out of their shell.

No more grim and ugly scenes of war.
That until now has ruled the day,
Happy faces, smiling faces, as they enjoy their play.

Released at last from deadly fears
Of wartime’s ugly despondent woes;
Happy faces, smiling faces, full of joyful cheers.

Children suffer the most of all,
When war raises its ugly head.
Peace they sleep safely in their beds.

Happy faces, smiling faces, the children are at play:
That is the way it should always be,
On this and every living day.