The Touched Child Within
I feel lost in a world of madness and fear,
even after gaining truth over the years.
My mind is in numbers, ideas, and in strong words,
my thoughts are running in deep values by the herds.
I question, when will this craziness stop,
will my emotions hit rock bottom or will they flow over like an uncontrollable boiling pot.
Then I remember that special place,
where darkness and sadness are not to traced.
Love and happiness rules this land,
every moment there makes one feel grand.
I go to be curious, adventurous, and free,
to giggle and smile with a heart filled of glee.
The wonders and joys of this amazing space,
brings all much hope and grace.
Where is this place do you ask,
to explain its whereabouts isn't an easy task.
So I'll give you a hint on where to find yours,
it may even help open some doors.
The place isn't even really a place it's a who,
it's that warm hearted child in you.
Copyright © Marisa Moynihan | Year Posted 2013
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