Poem: Child's Eyes
When you look though the eyes of the young
when you stand in the shoes of a child
when you see in their hopes and dreams
you will remember why you always smiled
if you colour in a book like a child
not caring about being perfect or right
or play in a sand box just for fun
just let your imagination take flight
when you listen to the fears of the small
they don't think of war, murder or pain
but a monster that's lurking under the bed
or someone taking away their toy train
a child learns so much each night and day
from talking to playing some football
maybe we have forgotten to enjoy life
maybe we could learn again from the small.
IMAGE: [auro]
3 Comments – Post a comment
Ihavethecyrusvirusx
Commented 10 months ago - 26th June 2012 - 19:56pm
Love the poem. I wish I was little again. Hardest part was choosing what dressing up outfit to wear or what sweets to have at the cafe...
jjlewis900
Commented 10 months ago - 28th June 2012 - 18:19pm
having fun
Beattie0912
Commented 10 months ago - 29th June 2012 - 13:49pm
What a lovely poem, helps us remember what it's like to be young !