Diminutive voice from a child of glee

In and out of my longing ears

You mercilessly tease this envious me

Silly laughter and childish taunts, I hear perfectly

I can not see you! Why is that ?

Closing useless eyes, I extend my aged hand

She is happily here, says touch

Inhaling her strawberry scented hair

My nostrils are eternally grateful

Into my arms, her small form rushes

My heart fervently sings

Look at me, cherub pleads

Amazing. This child of joy is the youthful me