Freedom of a Child
When life was easy
Because you knew it all
Rainy days weren't a hindrance,
It was just the ocean's way of sending a postcard.
Instead of treading through sludgy puddles like it's a minefield
Happily splashing through them,
Because the wetter the better.
And when the sun comes out
And a vibrant rainbow pierces the clouds
It's not the refraction of sunlight through raindrops,
It's simply magic.
As the sun gradually disappears into the endless horizon,
It's not time to mourn over the passing sun,
Because now it's the stars' turn to dance.
As those moments of puddles and rainbows grow more limited
Make sure to catch the moment
To live free
With freedom only a child can possess.
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