Child's Play The innocence of the child at play Born into love, no thought of hate Discovering each day the wonder of life Whether that innocence is shattered Depends on how we live our lives Respectful and kind, or ignorant and blind Let the most joyous sounds be that of laughter For this world will hurt, but let the children say My memories are not what came after, but before Childhood preserved, innocence not lost Let them be children, let them play Let them be, at every cost Photo taken on the trail to Namche Bazaar, Khumbu region, Nepal, 2012
