
It is just about little kids, kind of. Really kind of crappy with a semigood message. Yeah, I'll write a better story on the same topic soon...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 170 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-30-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2368825
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The Childish Way
Running barefoot
Dirty feet
Goofy laughs
No defeat
Bright smiles
Warm embraces
Small kisses
Imagined places
Sparkly fairies
White shining knights
Frog princes
Faces so bright
Vanilla ice cream
Chocolate syrup
Lots of messes
Time to clean-up
Chalk boards
And outlined dreams
Wonder flows
Love streams
Hot coco in winter
Flowers in spring
Waterfalls in places
Ears always ring
Basketball Hoops
Big soccer balls
Bloody boo-boos
Coming from falls
Dances for stranger
Timid? Yeah, right
They always let themselves loose
Until they say, "Night."
But that was the time
The time before pride
The time before we learned
There are places to hide
It was the time when we were free
A time when we could relax
Before all confusions:
New ideas, and tax
Now we are different
From the way we should be
Far from the way that God
Created us to be
Live your life to the fullest
Each and every day
Remember to drop your pride
And try living the childish way
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