Seeing through a childs eyes

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  • Childhood

    Seeing through a childs eyes
    Looking up at the sky
    So vast and blue
    With silver lining around all the clouds
    Pastel colors, intertwined, the breeze it lightly blew

    The sun shining through the high branches
    The tree's so tall
    Underneath the mighty maple
    I sat with wonder, thinking, What is this all?









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    wheelsal commented on Seeing through a childs eyes

    08-17-2009

    Lovely, wistful keep writing. Sally...............
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    Toyotaguy

    08/18/2009

    Thank You very much, I often times remember my childhood, and I also remember how I felt as a child. Thanks again Louis

    Tempy commented on Seeing through a childs eyes

    08-17-2009

    i enjoyed this pastel love that word. write more!
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    Toyotaguy

    08/18/2009

    Thank You, and live your life through a child's eyes for a day, it helps me write. Louis

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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