When we get to feeling jaded
by the problems that we face,
and the world that we inhabit
seems a less than perfect place,
There is a refuge waiting,
We can find most anywhere,
An antidote for sorrow,
Like a breath of rain-washed air.
Thin tiny, little miracle
is absolutely free,
and finding it can change us
from the way we used to be.
At just a moment's notice
it can rearrange our world
for there is no greater treasure
than a little boy or girl.
There's an innocence about them,
which is part of who they are,
and their joyousness of spirit
shines as brightly as a star.
For while they're learning from us,
they teach us all the while,
and we get a glimpse of Heaven....
In the magic of a child.
Grace E. Easley
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