Through The Eyes Of A Child

Looking through the eyes of a child,
At the world in a different way,
As if they're on a merry-go-round,
Everyday while busy at play.

Never any worry to them,
Always so free from fear,
Never searching to solve a problem,
They live each day without care.

Just reaching out a hand to us,
Just someone to give them love,
Someone willing to share,
That special gift from above.

Marbles, balls and bubbles,
And hills to climb so high,
Tired from their busy day,
Bedtime come and they say bye-bye.

Dreamland will take them,
To the magical places to see,
All those special places,
That was once special to you and me.

Morning comes early,
Time to run again with glee,
With that special sparkle in their eye,
For all the world to see.