These past few weeks that have gone by,
it feels as though someone different at heart.
A child again it seems but why?
I thought with childhood I had already part.
I remember I used to ride a bicycle of course,
but it wasn't just anywhere you know,
it was in the backyard and even worse,
I crashed walls and killed plants in one go.
I would hate homework so instead I would play,
play games and all with family or friends.
If we could play and everyone could stay,
well... doing homework at all... it depends.
Card games, computer games, sports games,
and an endless number of games that I can't remember.
Games worth remembering have memorable names.
If you want to play then you are already a member.
I thought I had lost it and in my mind,
I was thinking what was I doing?
My duties and responsibilities that I've left behind,
am I forgetting something, should I be reviewing?
Then joy and warmth would come to play,
and everything that was a worry or fuss,
any trouble or anxiety at heart would go away.
And laughing and smiling would be a must.
When your mind is not so set on endless tasks,
it's when you forget about yourself in it all.
You can open yourself up and take off all those masks,
the masks that cover our faces and are like a heart's wall.
Just forgetting about ourselves is one step,
to remembering what (and Who) matters most.
It seems easier to be happy and simply forget,
and God is more likely to walk with us along the coast.
When it rains He still walks with us,
and He will walk with us along the coast of life.
For He remembers we are only dust,
but His plan for us is greater and so we must strife.
If I were a child again I would play under the rain,
and I would hold hands and cross the way.
All it takes is for one to forget again,
to have faith as a child and learn to play.
