Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Poem 9: New Life

 



New Life


The way to find answers

is to ask many questions

as a child -

looking at things for the first time




young and not knowing,

asking where, how and mostly why

as a child -

seeing the world for the first time




no worry about the future

quick to forgive, moving on

as a child -

freedom from the past for the last time




admiring beauty around us

enjoying the differences of others

as a child -

watching miracles of life for the first time




sharing own opinions

no worry what others think

as a child -

peeling away the pride for the first time





Nov 18, 2005 - Cheryl Tower
 
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