A child sits watching
The big black eyes curious, wide and full of life
Tiny fingers outstretched
Reaching out for anything
A smile permeates
Showing little white pearls
The body unstable but energetic, like a grin
The grasp of a palm
Curiosity grips him like a charm
Its not realized which is what and whose is which
There's no difference and … it doesn't matter.
This remarkable delicate being
Helps all around him to be that
To touch and giggle with delight
To be a child without any plight
Have you ever been this?
posted by kunalmithril @ 6:38 PM
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