Smiles and bright smiles
and great times of calamity
Shouts and loud shouts
and great seams of spontaneity
Breathing right and laughing round
And lolls making shots
with cotton balls
Silly thoughts here and there
And crazy energies that
mock the wind
Amazing amazingness and thoughts bare
And blindfold sights of life's glare
Making worlds perfectly fair
So sweet and vastly kind
And no fantasy of negative time
Oh, the beauty of infancy
