Rare Times Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rare Times



Frolicking along inner highways, feeling happy
and titillating laughter from humor remembered
of long ago.
Thoughts from little children, reminding of an
innocence not ever taken lightly by mothers
around the world.
An honesty emanating from each thought out
question or remark - an integrity beyond that
of any adult.
Such a fresh approach to a young life, fills
the air with an appreciation of rare times when
God is actually seen through eyes and minds of
children.

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