Through the eyes of a child
by Ann Gibson
If you look at the world through a child's eyes
Everything will look different
Maybe even a little distorted at first
But then, you understand,
It starts to make sense
Little by little
An imaginary friend
Someone only they can see
Someone only they understand
But you always go along with it
You pretent to see them too
But you don't
A castle made of blankets and chairs
To you it's only a mess
To a child it's only a mess
To a child it's their own creation
It can entertain them for hours
You get bored within minutes
Through their eyes
It's different
It's special
A tea party with stuffed animals on the lawn
At first it looks like a child sitting in the grass
Talking to no one in particular
You ask, they tell
It's a tea party and you're invited
You play along but you don't understand
A doll, a truck, a car, a spoon
A favorite that can't be left behind
It's a tragedy when it's not there
The world stops spinning
The sun stops shining
They will never see another living day
Through a Child's Eyes
But then
You come to the rescue
The world begins turning again
The sun begins shining again
And they will live to see another day
Through a child's eyes
Everything is bright and happy
Even the sun isn't shining
The sun in their hearts is
If you ever have a bad day
Talk to a child
Not about your problems
But about your joys
It will make a difference
When you look at the world
Through a child's eyes