So happy and free.
When I see their cheerfulness,
It fills me with glee.
They don’t have any worries.
They’re all so carefree.
I see them everywhere I go.
Playing in the park,
Swinging on the swings.
They play in the sandbox,
While fighting over toys.
I see them walking with their parents.
Down the street,
In the market,
At the mall.
They whine and they make us fret,
But at the end of the day they fall asleep,
Happy with a smile on their face.

*This poem was written when I was in 11th grade.

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