from "Old Collection"
(I had this written out and taped to my wall of my room at college I remember)
As children,
we experience every flower,
every rainbow and every butterfly in flight
as a miracle...
a gift that keeps its magic and beauty
long after time has made it familiar.
Then something happens along the way
and we lose that innocence,
that sense of excitement.
It is as though something very special
silently slips away
when we come to the end
of our childhood journey
to enter the world of adults...
And yet, if we would keep those qualities
and allow the child within us
to share in all the experiences
that being grown up brings,
if we would listen
as the child within us
inspires us, guides and delights us,
every joy would shine
with beautiful intensity
every experience would offer
memories to savor...
and we would have
the very best of both worlds.
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