The childish heart of mischief and innocence beating with wonder and awe and kindness and magic and soft beauty
Keep it well and keep it always
Don't foolishly let it float away with lost ballons or abandon it like an unwanted kite tangled in the dying branches of an old oak tree
It is the best heart you will ever have and the best heart you will ever be loved by
It is no easy task to keep as the days go by and the years add up
Don't fall victim to the lures of what comes next or to those who insist you must let it go and you must grow up and old
This is not true
Not at all
In no way
And no how
You will age and that is certain
If lucky your body will collect many many years
There is no fighting time or fate on that
But the soul and spirit of your heart is a timeless entity
A will and mind of its own
Half crazy and fully mad
The wild card in a deck full of jokers
The maker of things impossible possible
The final guardian of magic
The last knight of wonder
The only protector of kindness
But it can stray
It can grow old
It can even turn cold
and bitter
and cruel
It is much harder work to keep the childish heart than to give into doubt and disbelief and follow the flow of the normal world around you
And how do we keep this heart
This childish beautiful heart
How do we keep it safe
How do we hold on
We feed it the magic of childhood dreams
And the sweet kindness of wonder
We encourage the impossible
We push it through failure and skinned knees
We let it soar with kites in open skies and dance among cloud high ballons
And most importantly we believe in its love
For there is nothing more important to the childish heart
than believing in its love
Feeling its love
Giving its love
and accepting its love
The childish heart
Is ours to always keep
and it is simple as believing
all though that is very difficult to do
but there is no better life to live
Than the life lived
Protecting and keeping
The childish heart