The Little Girl Inside Wants To Play

The little girl inside wants to play Every day. I listen. There are many suggestions. Anything boring is out. Anything not fun is discarded. Life is short. This might be my last day. My last hour even. I will spend it with a child. I am not particular which child. Each one has a unique perspective. Each child is delightful and insightful. They have not been socialized yet. They still believe in Magic. Even the sad ones. There is always a glimmer of hope. I make my move trying to find a child. To inspire me, to aspire thee…. To delight and improve me in a new way… Depending on the one inside sometimes. My own inner child when another child Cannot be found in time, and I need Joy and enthusiasm now. Luckily, she is always willing A whirly twirl-y child, she is my Peter Pan self, my voice of non-reason, My heartfelt soul essence, and she is Always ready to play!