Me and Emily

I spent my day in the mind of a two year old.
We chased butterflys,
And smelled flowers,
And rolled around in the grass.
We let time,
And everything related to it,
Slip out of our hands.
It had been a long time since I allowed myself
To just let everything fall off.
To ignore reality.
I looked into her big hazel eyes,
And found what I was missing.
That innocence.
That wonder and amazement with everything around me.
I had had it once.
Not so long ago.
But the dark hour of reason had recently pierced its way in.
Into my soul.
And it stung.
I'd much rather look on life with the eyes of a child.
Like Emily.
Running and jumping through the flowers,
Through the woods,
Through the creek,
Laughing and smiling,
And holding my hand.
I'm regressing.
Its been decided.
Kids know what life is all about.
They understand that every fleeting moment is beautiful.
Wonderful.
And they embrace it.