~ Just This Once ~ |
Sitting and watching the children play, my mind drifts back to yesterday. Where is the imagination I once had? To think it is gone, makes me feel so sad. When I wanted a green eyed baby doll, she appeared, smiling gently, and looking at me. When I wanted to be Cinderella, I was wisked away in a carriage of pure gold. When I wanted my Grandma to be near to me, I wished, and she was holding my hand. My best friend got new toys and games. I pretended in my mind, and I got the same. I thought I was a little Fairy Princess, my dress was a gown of pink satin and lace. If I wanted the sun to shine on a rainy day, I imagined it so, and we were hard at play. Wishing I was at the seashore,and I was, and collecting those shells that I adore. There was sandcastles, waves, and gulls above. That was back in my childhood, a place I loved. What happened to just wishing and making it so? When I sat and wished, and I felt all aglow. The innocence of a child lost in the world today. If I could only go back, just this once to play! Written by: S. Matheson 7/12/2002 |
