What has happened to our
Children
What has happened to our children,
I can not hear them play.
Where are all our children,
have they gone away.
Where are all the simple things
that brought us all such joy,
the shouting and the laughter
of a little girl or boy.
When did we stop to wonder
at the beauty of this earth.
All that matters now it seems
is what a thing is worth.
We do not have the time today
to see the colour of a flower
or listen to the birds
singing in the morning hour.
We`ve lost the magic moment
so dear to every child,
seeing for the first time
a rabbit running wild.
Or watching as a snow flake falls
from high up in the sky
accepting all these precious things
and not to reason why.
Gone are the quiet times
when fairy tales were told,
they don`t amuse our children now
are they grown too old.
Have we learned too many things
about our world today
and for this new found wisdom
must our children pay.
by © Hilda
(1960)
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