Children Are Unaccountable Little Creatures.

To Long For Everything: Sorrow; To Accept Everything: Joy.

The Whole World Shall Be Ours Because Of Our Love.

Now's The Time When Children's Noses All Become As Red As Roses And The Colour Of Their Faces Makes Me Think Of Orchard Places Where The Juicy Apples Grow, And Tomatoes In A Row.

Whatever Happens I Have Had These Blissful, Perfect Moments And They Are Worth Living For.

That's All Life Is - Something Childish And Very Natural. Isn't It?