Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Fugacious Innocence

Sleep on my child the night is young,
The wind gently fans your face..
There's no care or worry in your heart,
To tempt and steal you away.

No chores to finish and labour over,
No unfinished dreams at hand..
Not even unmade plans of life,
Or care for what tomorrow brings.

Sleep on, oh my innocent child,
I'm here to shield your world..
Dont grow up before your time,
Live on in the glory of fun.


24/09/2013

1 comment:

Arjun Jayaram said...

Awesome. Feel just like this when I see my 7 year old daughter sleep. Makes the hardships of the day and the office politics well worth it