welcome dear heart of the few, who lives and <br />drink through out the ages, the race that guide <br />every phase of the earth, renew and subdue, all <br />what the world can give <br /> <br />as you go, seldom I hear your sweet yawn! The <br />little tiger as it cried, the laugh that makes all <br />smile, the smooth and shinny skin makes the <br />whole morning bright, the small finger that move <br />slowly, of which stroll our way so easy, all is a <br />miniature of what our lives so funny and happy <br /> <br />now the endless ages has gone, you become <br />one, in the universe, where everyone have to <br />stand, the wonderful echo of call, I hear it before <br />and now have come to talk with me on the sand I <br />want to land <br /> <br />the children of today, wake your own senses, its <br />you who should lead the way, the you, the I, the <br />we that will brings unity in the day to come, where <br />only the children of today has brought reality of <br />this world we stay <br /> <br />come as you run, the smile the cheer, the <br />laugh and the fancy joke, to the wonderland are <br />gone and diminish, be alert the world is so <br />slippery and the pathway is so dark, lou! the star <br />above now it shows, for the guiding star always <br />look below and the eyes that see find it easy, for <br />the way of the children lives in every pupil <br />everyone can see<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/children-36/
