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Do you wish to be a child again, Jack
To sing and dance and laugh like you will
Do you still want your old days back
And forget the temper, as you can still
Have you ever seen a child
Being so mature or anything more
Or even a parent that is mild
And is playful and is so immature
Children are the god’s true present
They are the colours of life, just admit
They don’t take life with any intent
But they know the real meaning of it
People tend to be more on a term
Rather than enjoy with all your sense
They are always so strict and firm
And they tend to become a lot tense
Have you ever seen, the laughter
Of your parent or their sorrow
They are happy, but more after
Think about the pain of tomorrow
If you are laughing, be beguiled
Laugh like a child and be the light
Because the laughter of a child
Can make even the bad man bright
There’s nothing purer than a Child’s Heart
