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Being Young Again... by `chinaroses:iconchinaroses:



do you ever stop and remember
the wonder of being young?
of looking through a kaleidoscope
seeing shades of wonderous colors
shapes that come and go
an air of immediacy surrounds stunning patterns
as you blink and then they're gone
but there is no time lost in despair
as a new marvel replaces the last
and childhood takes a hold of me once more
for the briefest of moments
i am completely carefree and happy
lost in childhood innocence
content to sit and stare
cloaked in the quiet confidence children have
always envied once its lost
but in moments of quiet contemplation
i look back and feel the innocence
a flash and then it passes
and i am left lost, confused, burdened
once more
©2004-2009 `chinaroses
:iconchinaroses:

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A brief look at childhood, and what it means to be a child...

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:iconcataplasia:
haha, i know exactly where you are coming from here. Those moments when it all just clicks and your brain seems to turn on in a way. Everything is in its right place and it all feels a wonder to be where it is. I wish people could lock onto this clarity nonstop. After reading this, I will try to hold onto this more.
:iconchinaroses:
yeah, i have so much trouble holding onto that clarity in the midst of my hectic world, but i have learned to really value these moments as they come, as they're rare, and they serve to center me and give me a new perspective on all the burdens that life places on me...

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:invisible::bandaid::plug::bump::sing::airborne:
PeopLe are Like stained-gLass windows. They sparkLe and shine when the sun is out; but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is reveaLed onLy if there is a Light inside.-ELisabeth kubLer-ross
:iconneek-zique:
this inspired me to write a poem... unfortuantely during my streak of writer's block T_T

:clap: well done!

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And, in the end, the love you take
Is equal to the love you make.

[nz]
:iconwolfoftheredmoon:
Bravo!(I've always wanted to say that)

Yes, I remember the child hood years, oh how fun they were, but now-a-days I rarely get that feeling.
:iconchezza-t18:
everything in a nutshel: brilliant. it is and always will be something that people will envy through the years.

-c.

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Perth owns.
:iconbluestraveler:
well this is a good and heart warming piece but i wonder, do children ever really grow up..or do we just tell ourselves that?
i wonder but i dont see much difference between children and adults

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The world is big, don't ever let anyone tell ya any different.
:iconchinaroses:
i think there's a LittLe bit of a chiLd in everyone, and a LittLe bit of an aduLt in most chiLdren if they have not been compLeteLy sheLtered from Life. i think intrinsicaLLy we are much the same, but i think that our actions manifest our ideaLs differentLy. and that is i guess the buiLding bLock for who we are as peopLe, which is definiteLy infLuenced by our upbringing and other environmentaL factors. isn't Life great? i Love the compLexity that is human nature, it fascinates me!

Jess

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:invisible::bandaid::plug::bump::sing::airborne:
PeopLe are Like stained-gLass windows. They sparkLe and shine when the sun is out; but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is reveaLed onLy if there is a Light inside.-ELisabeth kubLer-ross
:iconbluestraveler:
indeed but i find life to be utterly simple. if you go down to the base of all human action you'll find our reasons are much the same for the things we do. hehe as you say life is indeed a great thing

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The world is big, don't ever let anyone tell ya any different.
:iconchinaroses:
i guess it is simpLe and compLicated at the same time, there are so many variabLes in everything we do that nothing is ever cLear-cut.

:)

Jess

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:invisible::bandaid::plug::bump::sing::airborne:
PeopLe are Like stained-gLass windows. They sparkLe and shine when the sun is out; but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is reveaLed onLy if there is a Light inside.-ELisabeth kubLer-ross

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