I wish we could all recover the innocence we had as children.
When we found beauty, wonder and magic every day….
before growing up stripped us of our wonder
and took our innocence away….
Imagine if you can…those simpler times…
take a moment and think back…
to when we saw the leaves fall from the trees
and we tried to put them back.
To a time we saw a meadow filled with flowers
and our joy and excitement could not be concealed….
how we dare not pick a single flower
lest we destroy the beauty of the field.
To a time when we watched the honeybees
as they landed among the roses…
when ladybugs rode upon our shoulders
and butterflies landed on our noses.
To a time when faces in the clouds
and touching rainbows cold beguile
when an overnight snowfall surprised us
When one look out our window always made us smile.
It makes me wonder…
if our world wold our world be more compassionate
more loving, less prejudiced, less angry…and less wild
If we could reach down within our hearts
and once again find where we have hidden
the innocence of our child.
Today I’m grateful that no matter how much I age
as I continue to sing…even if a little off-key…
a little bit of my childhood innocence
sings along with me.
Today I’m once again thankful for children…
And how with innocence and purity they’ve been kissed
giving them the ability to see and feel things
we adults oftentimes have missed.
Which is why we need to make an effort
as within us more and more years and information are compiled
to try to find that innocence and purity in ourselves…
and if we can’t…
to rediscover it in a child.