The Windows of My Soul: Wonderment (#161)

Wonderment (#161)
© Brenda
January 8, 1981

We start our lives as children
With innocence and joy
We grow like flowers blooming
Fresh as the morning dew.

We pick out frames of knowledge
Try them on for size
We choose the ones that fit us
Throw the others back outside.

When we put it all together
With confidence and pride
We have a day of wonderment
A day to start our life.

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