A Child’s World

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    A world of dolls and tea parties
    and holding sunbeams in your hand.
    Sliding down a rainbow
    and building castles in the sand.
    A world adorned with lace and ruffles
    and ribbons and golden hair,
    And elves and purple mushrooms
    and fairies everywhere.
    Where a child can ride a butterfly
    and kiss a frog into a prince,
    Where the trees are made of gumdrops
    with leaves of peppermint.
    A world sealed in security—
    absent of worry and despair.
    A world where only children go,
    For growing up you lose
    the passage there.