Children

CHILDREN
Only children know the joy of making fish faces by pressing their noses against glass. The joy of life is only seen by children, which adults would never understand. These little bundles of joy, who live their life, dipped in colours, painted under the rainbow, with never a frown on their face, never a fear on their mind.
We all live life in different colours. Shades of blue, red, gray, green or white. We as adults who always search our entire life for that perfect shade we longed for dry up the colour we had by ourselves. We search for the rainbow standing under it, and later curse the sun for the rainbow we couldn't see.
Envy we do, these flowers of innocence who find happiness in their ignorance and we with all our intellectual superiority and wisdom which we claim, search endlessly for happiness our entire life.
(inspired from the LittlePrince, St. Antony)