Albino flakes dance
towards the ground.
Light playing on freckled faces,
joyful giggling from tickles.
To be this innocent once again,
a true treasure to behold.
Why do we grow older,
just to lose that child’s life.
Disney recites lines from those days,
wanting to relive that happiness.
Although to be child-like forever;
we would miss all that is to grow up.
awesome piece