Through the eyes of a child everything is fresh and new,
No pain or sorrow do they see,
Everything painted in pretty colors red, blue and green,
The innocense the have so real and serene,
The wonderful laughter when you turn the page to another chapter,
The sparkle in their eyes when you bounce them on your knee,
The wonderful life they give to us a moment we will always treasure,
And thank the heavens above for our little angels.