A Child's Eyes

Today, something short and simple. Alas, I fear we tend to grow up far too fast ... perhaps even far too much. The swiftly flying years make us distracted, cynical, even just plain old tired. Eventually, there are certain things that, in spite of all our education and training, we become unable to see and think and feel. Humility, innocence and wonder are slowly nudged aside for the “loftier” concepts and occupations of adulthood. However, we lose something along the way. Like a grown up Peter Pan, we seem to outgrow some of the magic of living until it slips completely from our grasp. Can we recapture those feelings? There may be some special therapy, like walking barefoot on the beach, flying kites or getting down on our hands and knees to study grass hoppers. I think, though, that it’s all about our attitudes. The world is choked with important issues to discuss and seemingly insurmountable problems to solve. However, it might be a better place altogether if each of us were willing to step back once in a while, take a deep breath ... and try to see things with a child’s eyes.

A Child’s Eyes
May I never grow too wise
To see things through a child’s eyes
May I always seek the truth
With the innocence of youth
May I learn to love each man
As freely as a child can
May I daily kneel and pray
And with a child’s heart obey

By Frank Carpenter ©