Wide-eyed Child
The child is he who watches
Keeping pebbles self-refined
Catching ants in a candy jar
Roll in roller coaster rides
Then set them free to seek
refrain
He is the wide-eyed child
The child is she who stands on
ledges
Tracing rivulets down side
windows
Wading through fresh
riverlands unknown
To wield liquid diamond dust
Beheld in her unblemished
palm
She is the wide-eyed child
The child is he who listens
Crouched at the top of sun-
dried stairs
Head cocked to hear mellowed
speech;
Whispers of a future that will
never be
He is the wide-eyed child
The child is she who looks up
Traces clouds with stubby
fingers
Grabs autumn leaves with a
tiny hand
Tumbling through deep pools of
maple
Then getting up to run again
She is the wide-eyed child
God gave a little child
He gave this child to me;
The babe was made with love,
His soul was made by Thee.
His face a sunny blossom,
His body fair and bright,
The halo of his hair,
Was raven as the night.
This child is a part of me,
This gift of flesh divine,
And all the world was bright and new,
With this precious gift of mine.
Dear Father let me give you praise,
To share him with you all his days.
My child what will you be. The next picasso the way you like to draw so. Will you be
a scientist; of the way you want to know how things exist. Be an airplane pilot the
way you watch the airplanes fly so high.Be a vet the way you take care of your pet.
Be an archictect the way you like to connect.Whatever my child you will be I see it all
when you play. My child be all that you can be.
.
Long ago, I was the child I was then.
On silvery nights
I roamed across
the dark green lea
Above, the moon
hovered, and awe
was all of me.
I moved, it moved.
I stopped, it stopped.
I didn't know why.
A guardian angel,
perhaps, that
egg yolk in the sky.
On winged feet,
I raced with glee,
across the meadow
to outrun and
leave far behind
my own shadow.
Tonight, I am the child I was, again.
.
*********************Childrens Pain***************1979
to look upon your childs face
to hold your child in a warm embrace
to be able to soothe their aches and pains
and kiss away the falling rain.
to taste the salt from the teardrops
which never seem to want to stop.
to be able to comfort him/her when in trouble
and make it seem, like a small bubble.
to pop it within their face
and let them know it's no disgrace.
for all mankind makes mistakes.
in this world of struggle and strife
the child learns to stand and fight.
they look towards you in their hours of need.
and knows that you are a friend indeed.
give them all the love you can
for later on in life, you may need their hand
(03/08/11)
Oh my child ! If you could only see
How you’ve become such a big part of me.
I see your future thru your eyes
And how in this life you will strive.
There will be hard roads and obstacles
That you must pass.
But ! I know they will not last.
Build your dreams and set your goals
That is the thing that you must hold.
There will always be winding roads
And at you people will throw stones.
But ! There is something that you must understand
You are the future of this land.
You can make changes, no matter how small
Your dreams don’t have to be big
They don’t have to be tall.
Like a jigsaw puzzle- little pieces
Complete the picture, for all the world to see.
You can do anything when done in unity.
Don’t ever think that there is nothing
That you can contribute.
A thought, a suggestion, a kind little word
These are the things that are felt and heard.
It takes billions of grains of sand to make a beach
With out each one- it would not be reached.
Your child is the futures lifeline
Teach them right and they’ll be fine.
I pull on your hand like a small child in want
I hide behind you like a frightined child
I cry out like a hurting small child
I run to you for comfort just like a small child in need
I seek your arms in the dark like alost small child
I'm a small child to you and always well and you well always be my father
I well meet you one day
A short while back when Shayla was three, Written just for Barbara's Contest.
I took my granchild's child to the Zoo with me.
She sat in he stroller as we pushed her around,
And she knew almost every creature we found,
Lion goes "RRRR" and Tiger goes "Roar,"
Hippos go "plplplpl" which I'd not heard before.
She knew elephants, horses, gorillas and monkeys,
She knew snakes and Gnus and eurasian donkeys.
Since the day was warm and the child needed a nap,
We sat in the shade on a blanket with her head on my lap.
We ate our lunch as I watched our dreamer,
Who woke and ate hers then pointed up at a lemur.
"Julian" cried the child, "Thats right" cried her mother,
And I looked from one grandkid to another.
When we got home, the child ran to prove it.
In Madagascar, thats a Julian who likes to move-it moveit.
There's that child again
Running and jumping through
The crispy fields of wildflowers
Inhaling the fragrance
This little girl is free from guilt
That sweet one knows no hurt
Will envelope her till she succumbs
To the private pain
The day grows slim as she
Waltzes about feeling
Free as a child should always be
This is not the end
Salty tears escape
As dread and fear
Shadows of confusion drape round
Her tiny shoulders
"Save her!" I cry out
To no one there and then
I wake from the night in disbelief
I'm dreaming again
No one saved me after all
Before there was pain meds
Before the ER had been abused
There were healers who freely gave their
Time and gifts to those in need
If a child had a bad burn
Call Mrs. Azzie and she could
Talk the fire out of the burn
She mumbled and talked real soft
Until the child went to sleep
Then slept like a log, all night
Unbelievers, here and see
**Just FYI--Mrs. Azzie also had a cure
Potion in her bag for all your
ailments, it's called working the roots
Potions made of various roots
Yellow root, sassafrass and other
root teas, many I don't even want to know
What they are, the smells are vicious enough!!
I think she came from a witch doctor heritage.
I sit and stare at my child of three
who speaks his non words so eloquently.
He speaks from his heart for his thoughts he's still learning.
To see what he sees is what i am yearning.
So young yet so bold, his time how we'd cherish,
to take just one day to relive fore we perish.
He knows no prejudice, hatred or fear
that this world tries to teach him year after year
I sit and i wonder what life would be like,
if we all could relive just one day of this tike.
How clearly we'd see just how foolish we've been.
We'd forget all we know and start over again.
To see what he sees and hear what he hears
would better the world and stop all its tears.
We're older no wiser than this child of three
i know cause this child use to be me.
Robert Longinetti 1991
Copyright ©2008 Robert Longinetti
Oh, could I be a child again.
Mommy and Daddy standing by
My hurts to kiss, my tears to dry,
When life was easy, little pain.
I sang and played in sun and rain.
The days of childhood too soon fly.
Oh, could I be a child again,
Mommy and Daddy standing by.
I yearn for childhood now in vain.
It's gone as though a fleeting sigh,
I can't return hard as I try,
Though such fond memories remain.
Oh, could I be a child again.
For Jared's Rondel contest
To be a child ocne again I would give anything.
To run and play and dream all day, the life of a child
seems okay.
To hear the laugher and see the smiles on their face makes me want
to be a child today.
All the jokes they play and secrets that they share, God I wish I was
a child today.
To have no worries about anything just what to do or play the next day,
I wish I was a child today.
To have my dreams fill the sky and be whatever I want to be,
I wish I was a child today.
To go to school and learn all day and play with my friends I wish
I was a child again.
I grew up wild and I grew up fast
Got a long dark future and a shady past
'Cos I never knew such a thing as youth
I was weaned on gin and dry vermouth
Yeah I used to lie in a smoky room
While the world slipped past like a fading moon
And I'd watch the men both night and day
Sneakin' down the back stairway
I'm the child that everyone knows
The only child of Cactus Rose
Well I recall one Texas night
When there broke out one terrible fight
When the smoke had cleared and the night was pale
They were haulin' Cactus off to jail
They called it aggravated assault
But I was there and it wasn't her fault
Some man with a badge made a sorry try
Decided he'd take what he couldn't buy
And I'm the only one who knows
They put the frame on Cactus Rose
Well I hear folks talking now and then
They say she lived a life of sin
But she just did what she had to do
There's a side to Rose they never knew
Each night when she tucked me into bed
I remember those tearful words she said
"Child I love you more than anyone knows
You're the heart of this old Cactus Rose"
Yes I'm the child that everyone knows
The only child of Cactus Rose
Oh, to be a child again,
When life was easy, little pain,
With Mama and Daddy standing by,
My hurts to kiss, my tears to dry.
I sang and played in halcyon days,
Nor stopped to give a word of praise
For a childhood of such pure delight
And angel guardians through the night.
Mama and Daddy now are gone
And others too have traveled on.
Each day I face another task
And in my prayers I sometimes ask
Oh, to be a child again
When life was easy, little pain.
By Joyce 1/23/10
For Brian's Rondel Contest
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