The Eternal Play

In the realm of innocence, where dreams take flight,

There dwells a child, with a heart shining bright.

A soul untouched by worry, free from life's strife,

Yearning for just one thing: to play throughout his life.

With laughter as his anthem, joy his constant guide,

He seeks adventure, in every corner far and wide.

A spirit unburdened, as he runs with glee,

Chasing butterflies and rainbows, forever wild and free.

The world becomes his playground, a canvas vast and grand,

Where imagination blossoms, like castles in the sand.

He dances with the sunlight, leaps among the trees,

Embracing life's simplicity, as he plays with ease.

In make-believe realms, he becomes a fearless knight,

Conquering dragons and monsters with all his might.

With boundless curiosity, he explores every place,

Finding treasures in the simplest joys, with a wide-eyed embrace.

Oh, the marvel in his laughter, like music to the ears,

As he frolics through meadows, casting away his fears.

The games he invents, fueled by his vibrant mind,

Creating worlds of wonder, where magic he will find.

But as the years go by, and childhood's end draws near,

Responsibilities beckon, and adulthood draws near.

Yet within his heart, that child will forever reside,

A beacon of pure playfulness, that cannot be denied.

For even as he grows, and takes on life's demands,

He'll keep a flame alive, where playfulness expands.

And when the weight of the world becomes too much to bear,

He'll seek solace in the memories, and find his laughter there.

So let us learn from him, that child with endless play,

To embrace life's moments, and savor them each day.

For in the art of playing, we find our spirits rise,

And rediscover the magic that makes us truly alive.