Monday, February 19, 2007

Little Children

Vikram & Vini with Grandpa

Little children marching by, Full of hope and bright of eye,
Laughing, singing, skipping to, Starting out the day so new;
Holding hands and telling tales, No one passes, no one fails,
Never thinking about tomorrow, Full of laughter, void of sorrow;
Thinking not of who has what, Sharing all that's in the pot,
Never caring what's their color, Trying hard to love another;
Little children soft as clay, Living only for the day,
Full of futures yet unfounded, Feet on courses swift and grounded: