Child's eyes
I have always looked at
life through the
eyes of a
child,
I remember how it was,
how I used to
become all
riled.
As I have aged, I have
mellowed enough
to simply
relax,
I wish I could look at life,
get excited as I once
did playing
jacks.
Yorktown Disciple
I have always looked at
life through the
eyes of a
child,
I remember how it was,
how I used to
become all
riled.
As I have aged, I have
mellowed enough
to simply
relax,
I wish I could look at life,
get excited as I once
did playing
jacks.
Yorktown Disciple
# 11740
Quatrain of Child's Eyes - 11740 - Yorktown Disciple
Poem Sanctum
I
remember
how
it
was
remember
how
it
was
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