By: Cynthia Wilson 4/30/10
Title by Catherine Rohland

Oh to be a child
and enjoy the world,
Dancing to her own beat
wherever music can be heard.
The colors of the day
create such beautiful smiles.
I treasure them now
but they are with me all the while.
Her silly songs that repeat
day after day,
will never get old with her sweet voice
even if I don’t know what they say.
Swings and sliding boards,
Bubbles all around,
In the study of Harmony
this is what I found.