In the gentle gaze of their innocent eyes,
Lies a world untold, vast and wide,
Dreams woven from dusk till dawn,
Whispered secrets of what will come.

Their laughter echoes through ancient halls,
A melody of hopes, bright and pure,
Binding time with threads unseen,
From yesterday’s tales to tomorrow’s dreams.

Little hands grasp the wisdom of years,
Turning moments into timeless gems,
With every question, a universe blooms,
In the garden of life, they plant their roots.

As the sun sets on the horizon of age,
They carry forth the light we gave,
In their journey, our love remains,
A legacy written in their hearts.