Children at Play

A Poem from my youth

There Is Nothing More Sweeter Than Children At Play


Though your kissed are candy and your eyes are so gay;
There is nothing more sweeter than children at play.

If your kisses do catch me, and your eyes make me sway,
Then we are two children—two children at play.

If the kisses are warm, and the eyes say you may,
Then that is when two children are sweetly at play.

Now look on me once and kiss me today,
And forever we’ll be two children at play.