THE LIFE OF A CHILD

THE LIFE OF A CHILD

A Poem by Eddie Phillips

 

There is nothing more charismatic then the enthusiastic smile of a child 
Full of imagination, they see the world as unexplored and wild 
They are empty slates of possibility that create life's art anew
A child sees the wonder in all the little things they do
 

Never hinder their curiosity or extinguish their spark of life 
Inspire their inquisitiveness and direct them to do what’s right 
A child is a pure soul that can be corrupted by our selfish needs
They are creatures of innocence who are born alien to biased greed 
The eyes of a child see the promise of what life can possibly be
 
The world is a question and they look for answers adults can't see

No, 
There is nothing more precious than the life of an innocent child 

They look for us to guide them and they seek only to make us proud. 

© 2013 Eddie Phillips

© 2022 Eddie Phillips


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Nicely penned...and love the photo...I love children and I adore all the children commercials they have now on tv...such innocent little souls.

Posted 11 Years Ago


The word Endearing comes to mind when reading this, and I believe I'm not the only one who thinks so... You have expressed a genuine heartfelt write. I agree, a child is a "pure soul"...
"For they are creatures of innocence who are born alien to biased greed
The eyes of a child see the promise of what can possibly be"~Beautifully written... :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


What coul;d be more endearing than this

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on April 27, 2013
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Eddie Phillips
Eddie Phillips

Denver, CO



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Writer, Scholar, Martial Artist, Poet, etc. I write everything. Whatever is on my heart comes through my pen. I do not limit myself to only write what I think. I write what I feel. I write a lot .. more..

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