Through the Eyes of a Child

Don't try so hard to look past the moment

these days go by,

and they're gone before you know it.

So open the windows, let the light shine in

'cause this is life; don't miss it.

~Don't Miss It

Artist: Francesca Battistelli

Album: This is the Stuff

These days...

I just want to sit back and think.

More often than not I get

a meloncholy feeling that comes

with what people would call "growing up."

I don't think much of the feeling...

I'd probably better think just how much

I say that.

Because ten years from now,

I might be looking at this post

and thinking,

"how childish I was back then."

Gone...

are the days of running around in the backyard

with the dog

with no clothes on

and not caring if

anyone's watching.

Gone...

are the days of leaving one's hair unbrushed for hours,

and not worrying about

passing that Geometry test

you studied so hard for.

Leaving one's face unwashed

is simply unacceptable

unless one is sick.

And going outside to

jump in mud-puddles after a good rain

is a horrible idea.

Gone... are the days

of toddling through the park

hand-in-hand

with your Marmee and

Daddy

picking flowers

to press.

And though they

pick me up now, I

now it won't be for

always.

Talking with British accents,

except for with one's

best friends is considered

crazy

and ridiculous

and may draw laughter even

in the saddest of subjects.

You finally discover

that you probably

will never become that

animal trainer that spends half

her life under

water.

And the hose that you

sprayed so much over your

desert backyard to make

Nile rivers has

recently been only

used to water

flowers.

I long for the days

when my sisters

and I would go

grocery-shopping with

my Marmee

decked out in princess costumes

and Pretty-Pretty Princess

jewelry pieces.

One of us would wear the crown.

There is a time for everything..

but I want to hurry on to the next

phase

of life

and the "excitement"

of the next thing.

But I'm not a grown-up.

I don't want to be one

yet.

For now...

I want to relax

and work

and play

and be at home

in the time I have.

And let G-d develop me

and re-create me

into what He sees fit

and when.

G-d, I know You have an amazing purpose

for me.

And I'm working hard under You

to fulfill that purpose,

whatever it may be.

Thank You for those days

where I can still be a child.

Innocence is lost so quickly

in our country.

But I still want to see through the eyes of a child

with eyes of innocence

and eyes of hope.

Cherish the moment...

you won't have it for

long.

in our Abba, who makes all things beautiful in His time,

sierra

Article Copywrite of Sierra Brewer, 2011