In the eyes of youth,the world is wide,
a canvas stretched on every side.
With colors bold and dreams untried,
they chase the wind and time's long tide.

They see in stars a whispered call,
in every rise,no fear to fall.
Where elders doubt,they risk it all--
their hearts unchained,their hopes stand tall.

Each glance a spark,each tear a flame,
they carry joy,they carry blame.
But through it all,they play the game
with eyes that shine and hearts that claim.

For in those eyes,the future lies,
beneath the clouds and changing skies.
So let them dream,and let them try--
the world still turns on youth's bright eyes.