The children see what we cannot
They hear the sounds that we forgot.
They see the beauty lying everywhere
They feel no jealousy, hate or despair.
Their eyes and ears are open wide
To the world which lies just outside.
Their hearts are young and eager to feel
All they encounter which has appeal.
Brought into this world from out of the dark
A book of blank pages wiating to be marked.
Make an impression upon these children of mine
Give them hope and love and peace of mind.
Let them feel what has been created
Never let their curiousity be sated.
For the future, my firend, you will see
Is in the hands of the children
Brought forth by you and me.

Beautiful,,, Children our the future

Beautiful description of children oceanlady. Nicely done.

Nice!!

No truer words written.awesome!!