In the gentle dawn of untouched skies,
Where innocence blooms in silent grace,
A world unfolds through untainted eyes,
Embracing dreams in a tender embrace.
The laughter of a child, pure and bright,
Echoes through fields of endless play,
A symphony of joy in morning’s light,
Guiding hearts in a youthful ballet.
A whisper of wonder in every glance,
Unveils the magic of the unseen,
In every step, a lively dance,
Exploring paths where none have been.
Through the eyes of innocence, we see,
The beauty in each fleeting hour,
A gentle reminder to simply be,
And cherish life’s simplest flower.