On the Shining Way by Sarah Noble Ives — Read

All through the happy Childhood land / They travel the Shining Way, / The children fresh from the dawn of life, / With never a thought but play.

There's never a care 'neath the shining hair / Where the sunrise stores its beams; / The wind that blows is the wind of morn / From the shore of the Sea of Dreams.

There's no other way so glad and sweet, / And no other sky so blue, / And the joy of the road to the children is / That nothing but dreams come true.

There are great dream meadows and purple hills / That only the children know; / They can tell where the tall dream cities rise, / And the sweet dream flowers grow.

So on they pass by the milestone years, / To the land where the grown folks stay, / And only once is the journey made / On the wonderful Shining Way.