THE CHILD WITHIN :)

Some deem me to be sweet,

Some feel that I am kind,

Others may feel that I am nobody,

Let me confess, I don’t know myself…

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who likes to play all day,

A child who wants to make your day.

A child who likes to run after butterflies,

A child who likes to buzz just like a bee.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who likes to sing to you,

A child who likes to look at you.

A child wants to be a part of your happiness,

A child who wants to rip away your sadness.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who likes to dream all day long,

A child who likes to pray to God.

A child who wants to shine like a star,

As bright as sunshine could ever be.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who wants nothing from you in return,

Except a warm bridge of love and shelter.

A child who expects nothing from you,

Except your words of guidance and support.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who wants to have a nice bath every day,

A child who just wants a cozy bed to lay.

A child who likes to look at the sky above,

A child who likes to make castles in the mud.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who wants to learn all the alphabets again,

A for apple, B for ball, C for cat and D for doll.

A child who likes to stare at the sparrows,

A child who likes to play with the doves.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who likes to swing just like a daffodil,

A child who likes to collect white daisies and yellow buttercups.

A child who likes lying on the green grass,

A child who likes the smell of wet land.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child lives inside me.

A child who likes to think, think and just think.

A child who likes to observe how the eyes blink.

A child who knows probably, nothing at all,

Except that life is much more beautiful than what we think.

Of all I know and what I feel

Is that a child REALLY lives inside me...