At the Children Eye Care Centre today
I found
while strolling my way
Up to the lounge

How powerless and powerful
Can one be
When two little feet, chubby hands
A precocious smile and a pert nose;
Two curious questioning eyes...
Fat cherub wiles
Surround and astound
There cannot be a higher privilege
In an ill famed heaven
Or a much sought after hell
Than a little child's love
Who smiles regardless
Of life's eventual tyrannies.

Even life shows deference to the little and the mighty.