Children are guides to the heart. (poem) by Suzie Palmer on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 6, 2006

Oh how the innocence of children is captured so wonderfully in your poem, if only we didn't become adults, he he he
Steve

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on June 2, 2006

Suzie
Your own amazing child like spirit is self evident in this beautiful poem
Love and Blessings
Peter

Reviewed by Judith Pleasant

Reviewed on October 26, 2005

Outer child or inner child. Both see much more clarity than we realize.
Great poem.
Blessings,
Judith

Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi

Reviewed on October 20, 2005

Wonderfully true.
Love and respect,
Mahdi

Reviewed by Pierre Ortega

Reviewed on October 7, 2005

A wonderful tribute and a call to listen to the innocent child that will allways live within us, That part of us we heard and headed before the evil of the world could touch us......
Beautiful! Pierre.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on October 4, 2005

Suzie:

You write with so much wisdom, I wonder why I have not read you before. This is just tooo great! I love every word of this.

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on September 29, 2005

I agree with you here....wonderful write...BHUWAN!!!!

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on September 28, 2005

Talk about your 'Cuddle Mother!' It must be you Suz. I looked up Ammachi. Thanks for sharing your knowledge. I found that there are several organizations for foster children under the Ammachi namesake. Very interesting and enlightening poem you have written here. 'Children are guides to the heart' is a Mt. Everest write! A HUGE literary climb ! "Of life's alternate trails. Choose their unique highest path." Those adults who have conquered Mt. Everest are the children who were raised tenderly with honor and respect.

Sage

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on September 26, 2005

SO right.

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Reviewed on September 22, 2005

Children are true to themselves and listen to their heart's wisdom. This we tend to lose as we are molded like clay to one after another's will, but amazingly we seem to recover as we age. A sweet tonic for the phsycic pain we've known and the physical ills that claim us. Fine poem, Suzie!

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on September 21, 2005

Thank God this is TRue and it IS! Thank you Suz- Wonderful inspiring TRue write- Children give to without asking the ?s and WE are BleSSED once again by their grace- Lets all reach that P o S i T i V E Direction-- I am watching you- you sound so much like me... Weird and creepy- but, I love it----- Glad your here and I found ya' Warmly and Sweetly,Sheee

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on September 9, 2005

beautiful write!

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on September 9, 2005

A beautiful ode to childhood. May it remain in all of our hearts. Thank you for sharing this gift, Suzie. Love and peace to you.

Regis

Reviewed by Lori M (Reader)

Reviewed on September 9, 2005

True!
Good poem!

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on September 8, 2005

yes we embrace, tutor and guide our children and nourish them with love if we want them to flourish and blossom into the noble of tomorrow. Well captured write Suzie you are on a roll tonight.
Felix