Children Playing


to watch children play
the simplest of joys
a world never troubled
so much happy noise

no judging or hatred
exists there to find
so mild the problems
that trouble their mind

they ask only love
which they freely return
and if wronged their anger
is not long to burn

perceptive in blindness
they see past your flaws
accepting the person
without giving pause

in innocence dwelling
the absence of fear
all they ask is comfort
arms holding them near



(c) 2002 Robert H. Harrison