Vessels of innocence, 
Empty, yet filled to brim-
Such sweetness hast childhood!
Small joys and pleasures fill
Eyes of children, as if
Lost in the fairy realm.

Often children teach us
Forgiveness - blessed sprites!
Your love fills this world
Odious, weary, trite.
Unspoilt child, paint the world
Roseate- dull the blues.

Blithe spirit, angel guide—
Ethereally lead us 
All into a serene,
Unsullied peaceful land.
Thence let the rays of peace
Yawn over a new dawn.

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