Post by Peace on Mar 14, 2008 19:53:07 GMT -5
i was just sitting outside and looking at the swing hanging lonely in the breeze. it got me to thinking about our own inner kids. now, i am a full believer in our inner children and the fact that they never grow up. all the want to do it play and giggle and experience the world with 'new eyes'. what ever happened to those kids? mine is still here, fighting to survive against cruel odds. well, this came to me as i was staring at the swing........ i think i'm gonna go swing.
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~the lonely swing~
the lonely swing sways listlessly in the breeze
forgotten of it's wonder and joy
waiting still for that single child
to revive it's splendorous ploy
(renewing amazement of possibilities vast
and restoring the pure innocence past)
not unlike the precious inner child
forgotten of those natural whiles
the child who waits for life renewed
to beguile with wonderous styles
(you've forgotten that child of distant bliss
forever waiting as the softest kiss)
the blessing of joy in it's purest truth
a gift of the highest form
to share in joy of divine nature
this memory we all have torn
(memory of childlike view into this world of strife
our inner child still awaits to sprinkle joy to life)
remember this child and always allow her to play
never forget the wonder she brings each day
always encourage the flowers she will bring
and always, always encourage her to swing.
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~the lonely swing~
the lonely swing sways listlessly in the breeze
forgotten of it's wonder and joy
waiting still for that single child
to revive it's splendorous ploy
(renewing amazement of possibilities vast
and restoring the pure innocence past)
not unlike the precious inner child
forgotten of those natural whiles
the child who waits for life renewed
to beguile with wonderous styles
(you've forgotten that child of distant bliss
forever waiting as the softest kiss)
the blessing of joy in it's purest truth
a gift of the highest form
to share in joy of divine nature
this memory we all have torn
(memory of childlike view into this world of strife
our inner child still awaits to sprinkle joy to life)
remember this child and always allow her to play
never forget the wonder she brings each day
always encourage the flowers she will bring
and always, always encourage her to swing.
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