A hundred joyful grooves

Little laughing boy what makes you smile so? Your eyes all creased, with a hundred joyful grooves underlining each. You know you make me smile too. Your hopeful spirit shimmering through. What makes your heart so free? With ragged clothes and bare feet you run a different race to me. But you ain't shackled with the ways of the West. And I won't judge you to be worse off, for in your face i see the riches of eternity. Little laughing boy, come let me learn from your simplicity.