Santa Clause gave my 3 year old granddaughter a ucalaly.
She immediately composed some lyrics.
"Silent Night holy troll song."
This made sense to her.
She played her instrument, sang (as loud as she could)
Her passion for the troll movie,
Combined the reverence of a hymn,
Then offered us the delight of witnessing her joy.
We all laughed, clapped for more.
Such a happy moment.
I see the simple truth in this:
Innocence.
But there's a larger truth.
Innocent too.
Granddaughter had faith in the
BIG truth contained in the
jumble of stories she'd heard.
She believed,
Transformed a gift into a larger one
Then shared it.
I'm trying to be more like her.
(For Poets United.)
A modern parable. and a great one. There may be even more shades of meaning in it but this is a good place to start. Thank you for the gift of this wisdom in a time that sorely needs it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for a lovely tale of innocence and childlike juxtapositions
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Thank heavens for the joy of childhood innocence. How to protect it? I loved this poem, Myrna.
ReplyDeleteI think I see what you did there. Thanks for the gift. Seeing things as youth do is a gift.
ReplyDeleteThat lovely innocence...how quickly it turns to cynicism...
ReplyDeletewealth of innocence is given to a child and wisdom (through experience) to us..."I'm trying to be more like her." this is pure wisdom....soooo enjoyed this poem, Myrna :)
ReplyDeleteThose precious memories of children that you keep telling for the rest of your life and the child squirms with embarassment when you do! This is so delightful.
ReplyDeleteOh so sweet, the little ones have so much to teach...we often need to be more like sponges to the little professors.
ReplyDeleteChildlike faith!
ReplyDeleteThe young people take it seriously during that developing stage! They progress fast if only the elders provide the incentives!
ReplyDeleteHank