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Nov 2013
Four feet tall
with rosy, chubby cheeks,
with a big smile, despite missing teeth,
with the wide, bright eyes
that stare at me.

I stare right back
in envy.

Once again
I wish to see the world from the eyes of a child:
eyes filled with wonder
for all made in Creation
eyes filled with care
for men in dire situations
eyes filled with eagerness
for every challenge, every endeavor
eyes filled with hope
for tomorrow, the unknown future
eyes filled with faith
that everything has a reason
eyes filled with joy
for life will be fine, great even.

I tried to recall:
Since when have my sight been lost?
Once again,
Even just for one more time,
I wish to see the world from the eyes of a child.
In elementary I would win as "Most Diligent" EVERY SINGLE YEAR. Now in high school they should crown me as the queen of procrastination and cramming. I have no idea what happened to me; I just want my old study habits back.
Marge Redelicia
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Marge Redelicia  Manila, Philippines
(Manila, Philippines)   
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