I Watched the Children Playing

I watch the children playing in the street Sweet, innocent, full of energetic laughter, Caring not about the political news beat What November's wrong decisions bring after. I love their unconcern for gender, creed or race Or grand issues our society must face Seldom aware of their own family's need Nor thinking about another time or place. They make the most of daylight hours Playing with best friends and foes alike, Bringing Mama bouquets of pretty wildflowers, Riding around the neighborhood on a bike. I wonder when they will come to realize That life is more than laughter, fun and game When taken seriously, at least, in their eyes Childhood is gone and life is never the same.