In the sunshine, the children play.
Cheerful shouts, and innocence.
Adulthood is yet a while away…
Cares and worries, worldly-sense…
But right now, they laugh together,
In the welcome, wintry sun.
I look at them, and wonder whether
They’ll look back on this day of fun.
Our immortality lies in our children.
I’m off to welcome the latest one.
I love children…so then
It’ll be a joy to greet my grandson.