Playing With An Inner Child Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Frolicking in fields of roses where life becomes nonexistent
while playing with this inner child, enjoying pleasant re-
minders coming to mind.

Seeing the wonder and curiosity of living through a child's
mind, touching everything, wanting to feel and find out how
it works.

Why is it there and what's it's purpose in life, questioning
everything being seen, leaving out nothing in plains of truth
and honesty.