Jordan

Delve into the mind at play,
And see just what confronts the day,
A wondrous sight to thus behold,
Of child-like qualities of gold,

Shining in the morning sun,
Creating amazing gifts of fun,
And as you stop to listen in,
Take a breath of deep within,

And stand upon a mountain sheer,
And hold on to the memory dear,
To realise that as oft they play,
So you can too and, come what may,

Create within your very mould,
A hearth and home of nature bold,
To be a beacon in the night,
And welcome others home so bright.