Children know the worlds not perfect
they see it sometimes in their parents angry eyes
The innocence we have is tainted by knowing
and by growing up
and yet the times we had as children
fill us up with dreams
the dreamscape of children is rich as any treasure
we are born free don’t settle for a gilded cage
Let go of rage
be the person you as child wanted to be
that is wild, free and filled with adventurous possibilities.