louis rams

Rookie - 457 Points (09/13/1943 / new york city)

The Inner Child


It is the inner child that we cannot suppress
This inner child that makes us write our best.
This inner child that grows from day to day
And that! You cannot take away!
Like the child that we are, we seek and explore
And we won’t hold back anything
As we find more and more.
We’ll write about everything from A to Z
We’ll even write about the simplest memory.
This child hides” in the deepest corner of our soul”
Waiting for life to let it unfold.
Let that child out – to face the morning sun-
And take off their shoes – so thru the grass they’ll run.
Let them feel the rains from the skies
And watch the EAGLES fly above so high.
There are so many things that the INNER CHILD can do
And that first step – all depends on you.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 27, 2013


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  • Freshman - 2,273 Points Patricia Grantham (7/29/2013 6:52:00 AM)

    There will always be that inner child within us. At times this inner child
    can be suppressed by our adulthood. It is good to be carefree and fun
    loving just like children. When we do this we feel a great sense of relaxation
    and freedom. Be spirited! Nice write. (Report) Reply

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