From a child's angle
all lessons come from
above; and the lifted
chins with eyes empty
in search of truth-
whence comes that
whirling dervish
of a thing, whence
comes all lessons
in love

Perhaps this is seed
and the source,
to believe love is
something to look
up at, while those
trusting eyes that
encourage lies
only reinforce
the curse

And then next there
was Santa Claus, who
expressed his love in
in more solid gifts
and another lesson
yet to learn- if you
hate what Santa
brought your ***
shut the **** up
and move on