when you look though the eyes of the young
when you stand in the shoes of a child
when you see in their hopes and dreams
you will remember why you always smiled
if you colour in a book like a child
not caring about being perfect or right
or play in a sand box just for fun
just let your imagination take flight
when you listen to the fears of the small
they dont think of war, murder or pain
but a monster thats lurking under the bed
or someone taking away there toy train
a child learns so much each night and day
from talking to playing some football
maybe we have forgotten to enjoy life
maybe we could learn again from the small