The Innocent Whimsicality of Children

"LITTLE ONES"

Over the years that I've lived, there's one thing that always remains a constant which I keep coming back to because it is worthy of it. The child inside me. Children are like dewdrops. They are truly these beautiful angelic beings who are incapable of nothing. They are themselves the beam of joy and bring the same to everyone surrounding them. They are always mischievous and running about their whims. You can catch them, but can never hold them back. And all the while, if I have learnt something from these little buddies, it has to be "the art of living". To all of the children out there, take love.

Children clicks.
CANON EOS 1100D
09.01.2021

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