The tiny-tots’ prayer echoed in the holy abode
They moved like the breeze blowing rapturously laden with enticing scent in the fists of the weather, They scrambled like butterflies on fragrant flowers, like the buds pestering to blossom, They sang like the exuberant river spumes froth rendering the dulcet melody of the immortal song of life… They are our dearest children, our precious […]