In the listener’s heart, a world untold,
Essence of child, in wisdom’s mold,
Eager ears, in stories enfold,
Learning about life, pure and bold.
With eyes wide, they take it all in,
Life’s mysteries, where stories begin,
In the listener’s soul, adventures spin,
Childhood’s magic, a joyful din.
Each whisper of wind, each rustle of tree,
A lesson in the listener’s glee,
In their innocence, life’s beauty they see,
Learning, growing, wild and free.
For the listener is not just an ear,
But a heart that’s open, without fear,
In their curiosity, the world appears,
A child’s learning, through joy and tears.
So let us cherish the listener’s grace,
In their quest, life’s wonders they trace,
Essence of child, in learning’s embrace,
A journey of discovery, in every place.
