The Child Inside

They say a picture is worth a thousand words.
Some take a child for angels, some for birds.
How much is it worth with the child’s face?
I’ll tell you now and rest my  case!
Who can resist the charm she casts?
Who can foretell how long it lasts?
Who can reject the smile she gives?
Who doesn't like the life she lives?
Who can refuse to play with her?
Who can’t be kind? Who can’t be fair?
Who doesn't feel the words she says?
Who can translate or paraphrase?!
It takes a child to learn these facts!
It takes a man to grasp such acts. 
This tiny child inflames our pride.
This shining pearl remains inside.
And comes out like a rising tide .

1/9/2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Vaso Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 3:21 PM
Brought tears to my eyes! What a beautiful poem!
Jabak Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 3:29 PM
I think I beat you to tears when I wrote it. Those who don't cry are not human! Thank you for your sincere feelings, Arthur!
Ioane Avatar
September 2, 2014 at 6:06 AM
Hi Omar, I smile to learn that the child in you is a she, your poem flows so well and I enjoyed it. Keep writing my friend. Tiaua.
Jabak Avatar
September 2, 2014 at 8:58 AM
How are you Tiaua M Ioane? I used "she and her" to also mean "he and him". But in order to avoid any misunderstanding, I felt I had to use these feminine pronouns. By the way, the child in this poem stands for the child outside ( any child we see including our own children ) and the child inside us who never grows up! Thank you for your kind comment.
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