Oh, to be a child once more, imagination free and allowed to soar. To laugh out loud, no facade to project, or other's truths to embrace or reject. To awaken each day with an open mind, life's myriad mysteries still to find. The future alive with promise and hope, no negative thoughts with which to cope. To view the world unburdened by sorrow, no cynicism clouding today or tomorrow. To see without preconception's shroud, away from the mindless, jostling crowd. Gone the concepts of intolerance and hate, unaware of judgment at hellsfire's gate. Vengeance and jealousy not yet conceived, life's essence love, both given and received. Oh, to be a child one more, no finalities knocking at the door. All things new and wondrous again, not even a poet's thoughts to pen.