In the eyes of a child, the world is a canvas,
Painted with colors of dreams and pure trust.
Laughter echoes through untouched lands,
Where innocence reigns, and love expands.
The morning dew on blades of grass,
Sparkles like gems in the light of dawn.
Each step taken with curious wonder,
Unveiling secrets of nature’s yonder.
In whispered tales of fairy wings,
And castles built in clouds of white,
Innocence dances in the gentle breeze,
Crafting stories with effortless ease.
When twilight falls with stars ablaze,
The childâs heart finds solace in dreams.
Cradled by night, wrapped in tender peace,
Innocence sleeps, with a soul at ease.