Child's Play
In these hetic and busy days,
Stop and watch how a child plays.
No phone,no fax,no emails allowed,
They live for the here and now.
One more puddle in the rain,
One more Lego block remains.
One more trip with a toy train,
How they keep it simple is so profane.
So as we rush through life let us learn,
From the children how we can return,
Back to the more simplier days,
And take time to live like a child plays.
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