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let’s live our lives barefoot let’s live our lives like small children, children so precious that their simple presence evokes tears in the eyes of the most stoic father, so precious that the image of them snoring softly in their Thomas the Tank Engine bed causes the stressed mother to smile a mile, so precious that when one of them pushes back the blonde, wispy hair of the other the photographer can’t help but laughing as she captures the moment let’s live our lives like children who are not afraid of nails and rocks in the backyard, but who are obsessed with finding that elusive white grasshopper that their uncle promised was there, like children who endure countless foot baths every day in the heat of summer but the pads still blister and their feet still turn brown but they don’t care, like children who have just smelled a flower for the first time, who have experienced the sharp pain of a first bee sting, like children who are in awe as a deer peeks quizzically at them from above the bush, tail twitching, eyes twinkling let’s live our lives like children who make up odd games that they remember years later, a complicated one that involves Patty Cake, jump rope, tag, and somehow hop scotch and charades as well, like children who wander away from their house for many hours, exploring like Columbus, drawing detailed maps of their small neighborhood, beautiful crayon stick figures dotting the horizon, like children who capture and dote on an assortment of toads, grasshoppers, frogs, moths, and butterflies, like a child who thinks the worst sin is to **** an animal that the Lord has made let’s live our lives like children, with a loving and unwavering faith in the Savior, with eyes unaltered by the whips and thorns of life, with minds unchanged by the Judas Iscariot’s of this Earth let’s live our lives like small children let’s live our lives barefoot
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Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 8:13 PM UTC
barefoot
let’s live our lives barefoot let’s live our lives like small children, children so precious that their simple presence evokes tears in the eyes of the most stoic father, so precious that the image of them snoring softly in their Thomas the Tank Engine bed causes the stressed mother to smile a mile, so precious that when one of them pushes back the blonde, wispy hair of the other the photographer can’t help but laughing as she captures the moment let’s live our lives like children who are not afraid of nails and rocks in the backyard, but who are obsessed with finding that elusive white grasshopper that their uncle promised was there, like children who endure countless foot baths every day in the heat of summer but the pads still blister and their feet still turn brown but they don’t care, like children who have just smelled a flower for the first time, who have experienced the sharp pain of a first bee sting, like children who are in awe as a deer peeks quizzically at them from above the bush, tail twitching, eyes twinkling let’s live our lives like children who make up odd games that they remember years later, a complicated one that involves Patty Cake, jump rope, tag, and somehow hop scotch and charades as well, like children who wander away from their house for many hours, exploring like Columbus, drawing detailed maps of their small neighborhood, beautiful crayon stick figures dotting the horizon, like children who capture and dote on an assortment of toads, grasshoppers, frogs, moths, and butterflies, like a child who thinks the worst sin is to **** an animal that the Lord has made let’s live our lives like children, with a loving and unwavering faith in the Savior, with eyes unaltered by the whips and thorns of life, with minds unchanged by the Judas Iscariot’s of this Earth let’s live our lives like small children let’s live our lives barefoot
#love#child#children#parents#barefoot#feet#live#god#savior#happiness
TigerLily13
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TigerLily13
21/F/MI
Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 8:13 PM UTC
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