Childhood

Through his eyes I see a world unknown; where each dawn promises new beginnings and goodness, where miracles blossom at the sight of sky, and earth, and sound. Where love is understood through touch and a knowing smile. Where joy is embraced and nourished without reservation, or fear of consequence. Where pain is fleeting, and discontent but a passing triviality soon forgotten. I see faith; pure and untouched, untainted by shadows and cynicism. Through his eyes, I see hope and a world unknown; and I am reminded of what I need to be.