I see a child…
When I fight the little useless battles
When I hold on to that one small “toy” of an idea for life
When I cry over the little losses
When I pride over the small victory
When I peer into a fish tank with wide eyes
When I learn a new trick from a friend
When I terrify over a tiny to-do
When I worry myself to tears over some ‘spilt milk’
When I ‘group’ into comfort circles
When I ‘divide’ away what seems different
When I curiously learn a new thing every day
When I joyously laugh over a cup of coffee
When I still look for a motherly hug
At the end of a long long adult day
I can’t seem to take the child out of me
From my adult days, struggles and nights
