Rambunctious And Wild
Nothing is more precious than a child's love;
innocent, they implicitly trust you.
And they're as pure as the Angels above:
every expectant mother's wish come true.
Nothing feels as honest as a child's hug,
as they tenderly squeeze your heart and soul.
Children get along with a simple shrug;
finding ways to laugh, play games, and cajole.
Humanity's hopes live on through a child;
for they're the inheritors of our dreams.
And though they can be rambunctious and wild,
it's hard to resist their smile, so it seems.
Nothing can match the love that a child brings;
an innate love that tugs on your heartstrings.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2024
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