A child runs through the forest

tiny smile upon his face

innocent laughter fills the air

little feet have not a care

Running swiftly now

hair catching the wind

eyes glowing bright

hands clenched tight

Mind like a flower

budding and open to the sun

drinking the bright sunlight

basking in it’s warmth

Times for fun

Times for wonder

For rolling in the grass

For chasing the thunder

An endless autumn

A never ending day

A time for stories told

A time for play so bold

Sitting high atop a hill

eyes outward staring

eagerly drinking their fill

little mind full of daring

The child thinks

of boyhood friends

and of times gone past

hoping everything will last

Till the setting sun.......