CHILD (The)
They all scream, smile and plead,
That I spin, them, faster.
I oblige, they reply
With a
Joyous Laughter
Soon they’ll say ok
We’ve had enough today
And then they’ll play
A brand new game
And now I smile... for I have felt the child.
Baby smiled, frozen aisle, at the old man passing.
Momma sees, says
She’s just three
And they both start laughing.
Soon this child will change
Her life will re-arrange
But until then...
All the world’s a friend
And now I smile... for
I have felt the child
© 1994Richard S. March