I see the children as they play, <br />The games I know so well. <br />I watch with delight every day, <br />As I listen to voices sweet as a bell. <br /> <br />The cheerful cries fill me with joy, <br />Smiling faces tell all is good. <br />My heart goes out to every girl and boy, <br />And I would play with them if I could. <br /> <br />From my armchair I watch in leisure, <br />Happy faces out side my window frames, <br />Yes I am content to see such pleasure <br />And wish that I could join in their games. <br /> <br />The children take me back to the old days, <br />When I was young and filled with esprit. <br />Now I can only sit here and gaze, <br />Thanking Heaven that I can still hear and see.<br /><br />Bernard Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-play/
