Children are the flowers of life. They adorn our lives and fill them with meaning.
A child is love made visible, and perhaps, that is happiness. Waking up at night and hearing them approach the child’s bed, picking them up, and saying, “Hush, little one, don’t cry, or you’ll wake Mom up.” In this world, there are flowers, and these flowers are children.
No one can replace them in the world; they are our joy and happiness always, creating wonders for us adults. They are such happy little girls. How sweet. She is the cutest, the loveliest, and amazingly beautiful little one I have ever seen in my entire life.
She should go down in history as the best child of all times and nations. Look at this child’s face; there are no signs that they bear the burdens of this world.
Sometimes, I wish to go back to the time when I was so peaceful
