Through the Eyes of a Child


I wish we all could remember,

what it is like to be a child.

Not knowing the pain that we know now;

our little minds that dared not idle.

We’d see the world with such simplicity,

yet our imaginations would run wild.

The world, one day, we’d come to save,

if we could see through the eyes of a child. 




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