Through the eyes of a child

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    Through the eyes of a child

     

     

    Through the eyes of a child I looked

    At the world outside my door

    I saw the beauty of a fish in a brook

    And watched the Eagle soar

     

    I heard the singing of the birds

    The wind whistling through the trees

    A silence prevailed, with no words

    Then I knew I had found the keys

     

    To a life without fears

    A time of no stress

    A time to hold loved ones near

    A time to be blessed

     

    So let the simple joys of life

    Keep you as a little child

    Forget your troubles and strife

    An be at peace and rest a while 

    By Amanda Michael

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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