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.