fredag 25 december 2015

Poem, Inner playful child

I am rediscovering
The innocent little child of mine
The spontaneous, happy and playfuly boy
Worriless and full of lightness
Adventerous and warm
Joyfully exploring the world
In lightness and curiousity

Welcome to play with me
I embrace your light and your delight




Anders Branderud, 25/12-2015

1 kommentar:

  1. Scraped knees from climbing trees
    Muddy boots and soggy tees
    High flying kites with ragtag tails
    Sandcastles swimming shovels pails
    Shiny bikes fly like the wind
    Walking hand in hand with a friend
    Play with me, come one come all
    Play with me, here, catch a ball

    Cynthia Williamson 12-25-2015

    SvaraRadera