Be full of care my young child
It’s plain you love to run wild
Earth and wind in your hair
In your mind, not a care
Treasures heaped in your heart
Will not ever depart
If you seal up the piles
In your chest with your smiles
But then Time stops for no one
Rushing you on till you’re done
All the days, weeks, months and years
Blur by and feed all your fears
When you are drowning in care
And want to pull out your hair
Recall that trove in the wild
You made when you were a child