I can take the time today
Slow it down, back the truck up
Thirty years or so
To a world seen through my simple,
Seven year old eyes.
The buildings are bigger
I seem smaller but full of wonder
And see all with that first time feeling
When all is memorable,
If not remembered.
Like Harper Lee’s Scout all is clearer
Now I have stopped living in my adult future.
To glimpse the present,
As only a child can.
So here I AM,
Vulnerable and noticing like once before
Again a child
Reflecting and seeing the day anew.