As the curtain is drawn each morning <br />to greet a brand new day <br />let, us look around us <br />at the children while they play. <br />They have no worries <br />to crease their brow, <br />the world has not corrupted <br />the feeling that they feel. <br />They carry no heavy baggage <br />for mistakes they have made. <br />We should look at them, smile, <br />and hope they never do. <br /> <br />16 September 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-346/
