To be a child is a gift,
laugh and play all we desire.
Delightful unending search,
of things, some treat for the eyes.

Some people stay as a kid.
Real grown men as they are,
or with children to take care,
they choose to stay young at heart.

Not with selfish childishness,
with them as the sole center.
But keeping courageousness,
compassion for the others.

Evil people my harm them.
Yet they forgive and forget,
believing in Someone,
to comfort them of their hurt.

We may feel alone sometimes,
Best bring out that child.
Because there is a Father,
always here by our side.