Run around,
no matter where.

Pressing buttons,
without a care.

A smile each visit,
hugged a loving goodbye.

Tiny hands with a mighty touch,
their curious minds, open to stimuli.

Bundles of energy,
loving each new day.

Fascinated by nature,
every ready to play.

Have we grown up,
or have we decayed.

Running for gold,
the moments slip away.

Moment after moment,
day after day.

So late its got,
then we fade away.