In the garden where innocence blooms,
Gentle whispers of youthful dreams,
A world untouched by sorrow’s gloom,
Where light through every corner streams.

Laughter dances on the breeze,
A symphony of pure delight,
With every moment meant to please,
In the day and through the night.

Eyes wide open to the world,
Hearts unscarred by time’s cruel hand,
In innocence, wings unfurled,
To soar above the shifting sand.

May we hold this tender grace,
As we journey through life’s scheme,
For in each child’s smiling face,
Lies the gentle whisper of a dream.