Their gurgle can soften the stiffest expressions
and puncture the drabness of daily grind.
The spirit that wants to soak up the zest and zing of life,
the caper and jump of their physical frames,
the immature features of their plans,
the adlib delivery of their emotions
cast a spell on your weather-beaten souls.
They are the ones who lap it all up,
the cheers and the tears, the sights and delights.
They view everything with natural interest
taking matters at face value.
without a trace of hypocrisy, without a hint of double act.
They go about life without the shadow of a fret on their faces.
They do quarrel, they do argue,
but the dregs do not have any fixed deposit.
They are drawn down well before the next round of interaction.
They are the sunny strokes of life
adding fodder to the lifeless content of their families,
and brightening the depth of the darkest moments.
They drive their parents towards their targets
and fuel their energies from their characteristic chirpiness.
They can melt the hardest of hearts
and bring a smile to the most serious student of life.
They reflect God in all his glory and greatness
And in the process
provide a delightful distraction from the mad scramble of everyday routine.
Superbly described! Childhood is certainly nothing less than the “sunny strokes of life”.