poetry

Stay Children..

Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled



Let them remain children as long as they believe,

enjoying but once the sweetened kiss not to miss, of blissful memories.

The different way they see the sun, running up, then rolling down hills, hide snd seek, tag you’re it!

Of fun’s laughable automatic thrills.

Laying back in the whispers of dandelion field’s.

Watching a never ending sky,

as big as fascinated eyes,

of what ifs and whys in life, a smile takes in and feels.

The bold unstoppable laughter that holds the alliance,

to what a vivid imagination brings.

The chase to trace, well told stories, drawing, falling, running against the wind, skipping rocks, running thru puddles of rain,

into winter’s chill, back into Spring, once again.

Limit the technology hold of devices, that restrain they’re liveliness.

As it only restricts memories pricelessness,

the love of butterflies and bubbles, swimming holes, playing ball, catching crickets and fireflies in jars…

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