"The child is father of the man." (William Wordsworth) To keep within us something of the freedom, the innocence, the blessed glory of childhood is the best and probably the only way to face the darkness that must come.
Eyes of a Child
The air is cold;
The star is blue;
That old black night
Above is true .
The little light
That shines in me:
Eyes of a child
Wild and free.
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
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