Free as a Child

Innocent free naive as a child,
Passionate cared and mild.
Happiness delight captures its face,
Admirers kin surrounds as mace.
Born to this world to add beauty, it’s said,
Graze free and luxury fed
No one living is treated as such,
As a child in joy and cared as much.
Older the years make him,
Far away the admirers seem.
For none is a child for long,
To hear the lullaby and comfort song.