POEM | Children's Streets
Children's streets
Lightning stones
And this is ours.
We came to you again
Gift in our hearts
Smile in your little ones
The elders have a future.
Look at this flower
It's called the smell of earth.
Which kid is this?
My son, you shed your tears.
Be a little thrifty.
I guess we couldn't teach
Going from your childhood
All these toys.
Let go of this happiness
Surely you will miss
When the love of youth rests
A little more debt please.
Ask the elders
Youth engineer
For those with child retirement
How to survive in this era
With childlike memories?
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