The indescribable beauty of real imagination and innocence

                        The more I watch you at play little one, the more I fall in love with you..

“Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you”

Bookends, Simon & Garfunkel