Children and Summer

Thursday, January 9, 2020

My poem for today . . .

ONE DAY LIKE CHILDREN

One day,
they chose to be children.
chose to have stunned faces
and eyes as wide as windows.
They walked around
wondering why and how
about everything.
They gaped instead of looked,
studied instead of passed by,
stopped and stared instead of
glanced and went.
They spoke
only questions or exclamations
all day,
because you can’t
say clear statements
if you are constantly
astonished.