Why Think Like a Child

i. What sense would it be to see the world as a child? ii. pretend you are five ~ it is raining you are bored so decide to make a drawing of your breakfast with brown you make pancakes swimming in a blue maple syrup sea in the sky the butter flies with fork wings pretty as summer butterflies you sail up to hook some pancakes with your fishing pole iii. your family goes for a walk on a pretty Sunday to the local duck pond after lunch you lay down to rest and dream you are on stilts walking across the marsh who gets really angry at you for being on his back he tries to buck you off into the sky full of marshmallow clouds You throw some gummy bears from your pocket the bears roar loudly and the marsh becomes mellow once again iv. it would make sense to see the world as a child ~ you could learn to problem solve creatively ~
7-1-2020 butter flies and marshes mellow Poetry Contest
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Mishra Avatar
July 26, 2020 at 11:47 AM
Ah! How beautiful the world would be if we think like children. Imaginative, creative, without any barriers. Congratulations on your win Jeanne. Much love :)
Chiri Avatar
July 16, 2020 at 4:48 PM
Congrats on your win!;)
Rodrigues Avatar
July 16, 2020 at 11:44 AM
Oh yes, we could problem solve creatively! Lovely idea! Lovely poem! Congratulations, Jeanne!
Neumann Avatar
July 16, 2020 at 4:44 AM
Children know best. Congratulations on your win in my contest. Kind wishes, Kai
Mcgee Avatar
July 16, 2020 at 7:38 AM
Thanks Kai...if I was Caren, I could think how children think a lot easier...she has a knack!
Krutsinger Avatar
July 3, 2020 at 5:43 AM
It makes all kinds of sense to me, Jeanne. It is what I strive for. I am smiling, skipping and humming now.
Mcgee Avatar
July 3, 2020 at 10:09 AM
You were a person I was thinking of as I wrote this....I love how you can see through a child's eyes and write poetry that makes us laugh out loud. xoxox
Blown Avatar
July 1, 2020 at 6:18 PM
good points.....deep inside....nobody ever really grows UP....its all learned response then realization someone's still inside, unchanged and calling out to 'ask their own questions to construct their own world'....andt maybe retire happily...….. stan sand
Mcgee Avatar
July 3, 2020 at 10:10 AM
oh, absolutely! let's retire happily. yay Stan Sand!
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