Mud Puddles and Dandelions
(Oh, to be a kid again!!!)
When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are
going to take over my yard.
A
child sees flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty
person who probably wants money and I look away.
A child sees someone smiling at them and they smile back.
When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have
much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and listen.
A child feels the beat and moves to it. They sing out the words.
If they don't know them, they make up their own.
When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it
messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk.
A
child closes their eyes, spreads their arms and fly's with it, until
they fall to the ground laughing.
When I pray, I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that.
A child says, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep
the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I
would miss my Mommy and Daddy."
When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty
carpets.
A
child sits in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross and worms to
play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God
loves the little children!!
Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may
look back and realize they were the big things."
My wish to you....
Mud Puddles and Dandelions
and may God bless this day for you!
Author Unknown
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