Never ending wonder
Indifference forever swept away in the presence of a child their purchases not paid for with
Money but wonder spellbound they search with eyes of innocence much is reveled when there
Are no ulterior motives they wear a priceless attire starting with a smile that has no equal they
Alone can put any item of clothing on muss it up and then look like different degrees of angels
They create out of a whole wide world of material it can be simple sticks or sand at the shore
They find the best use of nothing and then give it an exalted state by hands and minds that as of
Yet have no limitations they truly are without guile they could spend ceaseless hours on the
Tiniest objects and endeavors but who can leave all the rest go so like butterflies they flit from
One area to another and by doing so give life a specialness never duplicated always we as adults
Wish if we could just return to terms and ideals so fabulous days without end nights are inviting
Go assured that at every turn a new thrill will spill out of the most common undisclosed place
don’t mention snow we see just a portion of the show instantly they go into highest
Sensitivity what spectacle they perceive the world already transformed then they go one higher
They infuse wonder and magic together they are the smallest kings and queens they march to
Rule their kingdom stirring and swirling more so than the snow and wind ever can they stride
And divide they come into close alikeness to God they are pure they believe everyone should be
Too and pass unbound into glories unfettered welcome to almost second childhood