Posted by: poeticlibrarian on: March 11, 2009
Through a child’s eyes
lie worlds unseen
people invisible
working their magic
bringing sun light
to rain drenched fields
rain to parched hills
home for the poor
humility to the rich
peace to the world.
Through a child’s eyes
there is joy
in the ordinary
a special feeling in every moment
that often gets lost
as the child grows
becoming immune
to the beauty that surrounds her
nature’s majesty
just outside her door
in a land where dreams come true.
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