The love from a child is love at its purest
Unconditional, giving, and with bliss eternal
Most divine it is, just been touched by the Gods
As easy to please, as difficult to let go
A love that can melt, stone and gold alike
A love that can please, as sunflowers in the morning
A love than can meld in, as when water touches skin
Let us try to remember, such love we once had
Relive that innocence, as fragrant as the sandal
For we too were once, this child who looks up to us
Trusting and smiling, as the Gods when created us
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