Children -axlrose-   Author:  40543  Category:(Poetry) Created:(12/10/2001 8:25:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (265 times) Spring becomes fall. The cold, colder yet. The breeze seems to call, To the dreamers, so they don't forget... Some dreams come true. Children dream of fairyland creatures. Adults dream of material things. Which of these should be our teachers? The children, I tell you and the joy they bring. A simple child knows no troubles. A simple child thinks not of our corrupt world. A simple child will never mumble, But shout to their heart's content. They speak their mind without fear, For judged they will not be. They know no toil or stife. Look into a child's eyes, and tell me what you see. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  40543 ( Click here ) Spring is coming