John 8:36 - So if the Son makes you free, you will be truly free.

Galatians 5:1 - We have freedom now, because Christ made us free. So stand strong. Do not change and go back into the slavery of the law.

This is my journey.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Childhood Poem


Do you remember what it was like as a child?
Dirt in your feet, getting wet, running wild?

Do you remember how it was to be young?
Every day something new, every hour so long?

Do you remember climbing trees to the sky?
Reaching the top and wishing you could fly?

Do you remember how you felt as a kid?
New discoveries every day, wishing you were big?

Do you remember the summers so long?
Yet not enough time before it was done?

Do you remember your toes in the grass?
The tears that you cried stepping on shattered glass?

Do you remember hugging dryer warm clothes?
Laughing to tears at some silly joke?

It seems we forget as time passes by
To enjoy little things, to pause in our life.

The world looks so big, when we are so small
But does it lose all its beauty when we grow tall?

Childhood passes, once here, then it's gone
Yet our simple imaginings, they can go on.

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