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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