RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Pure Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Children light our lives with their simple joy and
curiosity in everything they see and do.
Seasons pass adults as years of age, yet to watch
a child, they become an adventure in timeless
moments showing so many signs of life as they play.
Filling life with wonder, watching through their
pure eyes, life becomes a prayer in everything we do.
Watching them play, invent new games, think with a
simplicity that is far beyond our years.
Candles, lit with innocence, invite us into prayer-
filled circumstances, learning from our children,
we see life on earth anew.
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