Three little children

Three little children
Run about
The three little children
Of freedom
Fireflies
Made of innocent-love
Playing
In and out of the streets
Making everyone smile-glad
With thoughtless pleasure
Three of your ribs
The three little children of freedom
If only
They could infect everyone they met
Everywhere they went
With freedom-child fun
With freedom-born-permanence
With pain free-fun-life