The Young Adult's Interlude
No pain is forever, for children live to cry now and laugh later. Love is what brought them to the world, so love is what they treasure most 'til they grow old. Bruises are healed by kisses to the skin, guarded are parents who want nothing more than for their children to live freely, far from harm. For them to run off happily, learn as much as they can, whilst freedom is still in the comfort of their hands. To roam around in Malls, parks and by the ocean, for life seems to be blissful then. Full of wonder are the days, shorter are the nights that welcome their snores of delightfulness. Children are the most lively humans to Earth this planet and though age comes to rid them off their innocence, years spent as a child are redeemed effortless.
Let the kids be kids ~
soon, life will rid freedom off of them
30 June 2022
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