Kids friendship

In a room aglow with mirth and cheer, Two little friends, both near and dear. A boy and girl, in games immersed, In their bright world, joyfully versed. She twirled with glee, a toy took flight, It found its mark, despite her fright. A bump arose, his frown did show, She fretted o'er the unintended blow. "Sorry!" she cried, and with a peck, She kissed the bump upon his neck. The pain, it vanished, like morning dew, He smiled and whispered, "I love you." Her eyes grew wide, a curious light, "Like grown-ups love, in stories bright?" He shook his head, with truth so bold, "No, not like tales that have been told. Not like the moon loves the distant stars, Nor like the sea loves its sailing cars. Not like the sun, that loves to glow, Nor like the wind, that loves to blow. But truly, purely, as kids do, With a heart so open, and joy anew. For when you're near, the sky's more blue, It's a friendship love, honest and true." In a room aglow with mirth and cheer, Two little friends, both near and dear. A boy and girl, in games immersed, In their bright world, joyfully versed. She twirled with glee, a toy took flight, It found its mark, despite her fright. A bump arose, his frown did show, She fretted o'er the unintended blow. "Sorry!" she cried, and with a peck, She kissed the bump upon his neck. The pain, it vanished, like morning dew, He smiled and whispered, "I love you." Her eyes grew wide, a curious light, "Like grown-ups love, in stories bright?" He shook his head, with truth so bold, "No, not like tales that have been told. Not like the moon loves the distant stars, Nor like the sea loves its sailing cars. Not like the sun, that loves to glow, Nor like the wind, that loves to blow. But truly, purely, as kids do, With a heart so open, and joy anew. For when you're near, the sky's more blue, It's a friendship love, honest and true."