Child’s Play.
I see the children as they play,
the games I know so well.
I watch with delight every day,
as I listen to voices sweet as a bell.
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The cheerful cries fill me with joy;
smiling faces tell all is good.
My heart goes out to every girl and boy,
and I would play with him or her if I could.
From my armchair I watch in leisure,
happy faces out side my window frames,
Yes I am content to see such pleasure
and wish that I could join in their games.
The children take me back to the old days,
when I was young and filled with esprit.
Now I can only sit here and gaze,
thanking Heaven that I can still hear and see.