How I Wonder What You Are Poem by Farah Taskin

How I Wonder What You Are

To kids, the universe is a newly unwrapped gift
They are in wonder
With age, the sense of wonder in the soul begins to wither
As people grow up, their sense of wonder dies
But I wonder, just like before
My sense of wonder is like dew-kissed grass in the sun, glistening like pearls
The more I see, hear and feel the more I wonder
I love to wonder, living in the midst of wonder

How I Wonder What You Are
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