O' innocent childhood
blessed with the colors of
juvenile horizon of hope,
lenity and lisping stroke
thou retrench all sorrow.
A source of divine joy for today and tomorrow.
Thou, a seer seeker of Godly smile,
unaware of seasonal changes,
win all heads and hearts
with the weapon of obstinacy,
innocent frolics and pure heart, and
teach a lesson of living art.
