Unfiltered

Children’s likes and dislikes
Are as obvious as rain.
The way they feel is usually
A cinch to ascertain.

They haven’t learned to filter
What they naturally express
So the truth is on their faces
Or the words they won’t suppress.

If they love you, you’re rewarded
With a snuggle and a smile
And they’ll shower you with favor
Like it’s going out of style.

But these times are very precious
For one day they will perceive
That it isn’t really cool to wear
Your heart upon your sleeve.

So I’ll soak up all the sunshine
That is beaming out my way
As a buttress for the future
When the filters will hold sway.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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August 11, 2015 at 10:22 PM
It seems a shame little children have to grow up. :) Like little puppies, you just want them to stay cuddly forever. But some one has to do the dishes. :)
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