Stefanie Haertel

Things are never as good as through children’s eyes

My days seem senseless
 
No joy or games to play.
 
Everything is serious,
 
Too serious to life.
 
I’m only working
 
I thing I lost my life.
 
News are sad today,
 
Nothing new.
 
Everybody is rushing to work,
 
No one notices the sunshine,
 
The flowers at the pavement
 
Or the shiny smile of a cute baby.
 
Are we really living?
 
And I’m asking myself
 
Where has all the magic gone,
 
Which used to be in my world,
 
Which used to fill my heart with light.
 
Is it really gone
 
Or are we just to blind to see?
 
Shouldn’t we see things
 
Like through children’s eyes?
 
 
 
When I was a child,
 
Everthing seemed beautiful
 
And full of joy.
 
Shouldn’t we keep a bit of the magic,
 
What we used to have when we were children,
 
In our lives.
 
Shouldn’t we be glad, to hear the birds singing in the morning,
 
Or to see that someone cares for you.
 
There’s more to live in life then work.
 
Natural as the way we were born,
 
We need something to make us live.
 
 
Stefanie Haertel
 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 09/22/2007.

 

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