If We Could See As Children See - Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE
If we could see as children see
And could look upon this world
Through the innocent eyes of a child,
Then it would surely be a better place.
For those eyes have seen no pain,
Those eyes have seen no bloodshed,
Those eyes are trusting and caring,
And only see what they choose to see,
And not the bad.
They see the flowers that grow
Within the garden,
And are fascinated by their beauty.
They water them and tend to them
And they weep when they fade and die.
While we crush them underfoot,
Without a thought or care,
And then we wonder
Whole stole the beauty
Of the world in which we live?
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