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All is within a child's eyes (1)
by-Matthew F. Blowers III
All is within a child's eyes
look into a child's eyes
for therein lies
all that we give up
when we grow old
~
the lilting dancing gleam
of an untainted fire
burning with the desire
to explore and uncover
all that waits ahead
~
the eagerness
for tommorrow
that creates the
daily pretending to
already be there
playing house or
soldier or doctor
in make believe
~
the complete lack
of judgement
on those around them
just a steady gaze
that studying gaze
they share as they
discover you..awaiting
your first words or smile
~
the incredible innocence
and unquestioning faith
that is so lovely to behold
but so often misused
by the evils among us
~
sparkling, shiny eyes
eyes unlined by years
or crinkles from
countless expressions
of joy and rage
hope and fear
tears and laughter
~
children giggle and squeal
without inhibitions
without worrying about
what others might think
it is less taxing on flesh
~
grown adults control emotions
scrunching up those muscles
and making creases
where once soft planes
were unmarked and pure
~
we also hide so much
behind masks of
our own making
disguising what
we really mean
even though the
false faces
are usually
so transparent
~
they know that playing
relieves stress...
something most
of us stopped a
long time ago
the simple act of
doing something silly
for no reason at all
except to just have fun
deletes all the tension
that a day brings
~
imagination is
in full bloom
in the deep pools
of their liquid eyes
swirling around
and changing
what is normal
into magnificent creations
~
we were always
and often
told to grow up
perhaps that needs
to be re-thought
perhaps we simply
need to grow back
what we lost
on the journey
to here...and become
all the better for it
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By Art~Whimsically Yoursby-Matthew F. Blowers III
All is within a child's eyes
look into a child's eyes
for therein lies
all that we give up
when we grow old
~
the lilting dancing gleam
of an untainted fire
burning with the desire
to explore and uncover
all that waits ahead
~
the eagerness
for tommorrow
that creates the
daily pretending to
already be there
playing house or
soldier or doctor
in make believe
~
the complete lack
of judgement
on those around them
just a steady gaze
that studying gaze
they share as they
discover you..awaiting
your first words or smile
~
the incredible innocence
and unquestioning faith
that is so lovely to behold
but so often misused
by the evils among us
~
sparkling, shiny eyes
eyes unlined by years
or crinkles from
countless expressions
of joy and rage
hope and fear
tears and laughter
~
children giggle and squeal
without inhibitions
without worrying about
what others might think
it is less taxing on flesh
~
grown adults control emotions
scrunching up those muscles
and making creases
where once soft planes
were unmarked and pure
~
we also hide so much
behind masks of
our own making
disguising what
we really mean
even though the
false faces
are usually
so transparent
~
they know that playing
relieves stress...
something most
of us stopped a
long time ago
the simple act of
doing something silly
for no reason at all
except to just have fun
deletes all the tension
that a day brings
~
imagination is
in full bloom
in the deep pools
of their liquid eyes
swirling around
and changing
what is normal
into magnificent creations
~
we were always
and often
told to grow up
perhaps that needs
to be re-thought
perhaps we simply
need to grow back
what we lost
on the journey
to here...and become
all the better for it