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