Through The Eyes Of A Child
When I look at a patch of dandelions,
I see a bunch of weeds that are going
to take my yard over. My children see
flowers for Mom and blowing white
fluff you can wish on.
When I hear music I love, I know I can't
carry a tune and don't have much rhythm
so I sit self consciously and listen. My children
feel the beat and move to it. They sing out
the words. If they don't know them, they
make up there own.
When I pray I say Thee and Thou and grant
me this, give me that. My children say, GOD,
Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please
keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry,
I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would
miss my Mommy and Daddy.
When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself
against it. I feel it messing up my hair and
pulling me back when I walk. My children close
their eyes, spread there arms and fly with
it until they fall to the ground laughing.
I wonder if we are given children to
teach or to learn from?
No wonder GOD loves the little children.
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