Smile Of A Child

Carefree of theft! See him from the left, See him from the right, In a moment of delight! Is he sleeping? Is he peeping? Through a window of innocence, Courage, a virtue of ignorance! Has opened this window, Of His personal meadow, And the naughty child, So soft and mild, In his lovely dreams, Had a shower in streams, God ignored, was pleased! The innocence increased, And the naughty child, Although baby of a wild, Thought alone in the garden, No guard no warden, Plucked a flower of smile, Made his lips fertile, The clay He was tiling, He was God smiling.