Sweet imagination,
The innocent child,
The mind grows.

Curious thoughts fill the mind,
We run til,
We can find,
Our heart in soul.

Endless chaos fills the body,
Spinning in circles,
The child grows.

Anxiety fills the body,
Still new to the world,
We must find our light.

Hope fills the mind,
The child finds light,
Darkness disappears,
Once again found.

Joy fills the body,
We grow,
The light found us,
The curious child lives on.