Through the eyes of a child we can see,
this whole big world as a single tree.
Without the wish for heaven,
and away from the hands of Satan.
Away from caste, creed or religion,
and no one left with the feeling of negligence.
Hearts filled with hope and innocence,
away from any inference.
Through those small eyes we can see,
this whole big world as one single trees.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC
Through the eyes of a child we can see,
this whole big world as a single tree.
Without the wish for heaven,
and away from the hands of Satan.
Away from caste, creed or religion,
and no one left with the feeling of negligence.
Hearts filled with hope and innocence,
away from any inference.
Through those small eyes we can see,
this whole big world as one single trees.
The beauty in a child's eyes