An Ode to the Innocence of Childhood

Can you hear the music? A lovely poem of childhood days.

The Paths of the Spirit

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Can you hear the music
Of old-time dreams and days
When you were but a little child
And the world was games and play

When the joyous fields
And soft warm nights
Were young and free from stain
And the woods were full of secrets
And fairies danced in the lanes

When sunsets were singing lullabies
For goldenrods and cloves
And warmly folded you into
The loving arms of home

Can you hear the music
Of old-time dreams and days
When God was a wayside flower
An afternoon in May
Or a little lamb at pasture
Or the sunrise above the bay
And the sweetness of your laughter
Was better than any prayer

Can you hear the music
Of old-time dreams and play
When you were but a little child
And the world was games and play

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