Through new eyes

In the eyes of my children I see divine creation

They believe in magic, in gold at the end of a rainbow

They see the beauty and magnificence of those colours

Fairy dust, angels, goodness and wonder

Is part of their life each and every day

Everything is possible and if not, they will still give it a try

They judge not these beliefs as insanity but see the beauty.


I think that now is the time that we adults of the world

Take a look at this globe that we walk

With the eyes of our amazing and blessed little ones

For they hold none of our skepticism nor tainted views

But should we carry on this path that we pursue

Our precious young heirs and heiresses

Shall have nothing worth inheriting

Fear, mistrust and hopelessness our only legacy to them.


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