Child
I see the child playing, shouting, running.
He is so young, so full of energy.
To him, heaven and earth are both his friends.
He plays with earth and sings to the heavens.
In games, he plays them well and learns new skills.
From books, he reads them through and draws new clues.
He is so innocent, I know it so.
He cries when he is sad or has no toys,
which glooms my day and makes me feel sad too,
He laughs just like the cheerful sun so bright,
which brightens up my uneventful day.
He sings so tenderly like angels do,
which fills my heart with peace and joy and more.
With you around, I too feel like a child.
Lionel L
(02 May 1997)
