When kids look at the world,
they don't see all the bad.
Thats why a little bug or flower,
can make them feel all glad.
Kids get a lot of pleasure,
from the wrappings of a box.
Or from picking up,
a big handful of rocks.
Their friends are everyone
that happens to come by.
Anyone that lives,
under their same sky.
There is nothing more dear,
then a mothers gentle touch.
Or a soft cuddly toy
one that they can clutch.
Everything they receive,
brings them so much pleasure.
As all of their new gifts,
becomes their newest treasure.
Sometimes they can
drive us nuts and wild.
By things that attract,
the eyes of a child.
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