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A little boy jumping in puddles,
a little girl kicking and tossing
a collection of leaves on the ground-
the joy in their faces,
the pure excitement in their bodies,
is exhilarating to see and to witness;
just as it is brilliant to see a child
be encouraged and compelled to be excited
by their parents, and not told off
for doing what they are doing-
being a kid.

A child has a right to be free more than anybody
in discovering the answer to ‘If I do this, what happens next?’-
they might learn a valuable lesson
that will stay with them their entire life,
and depending on how their parents respond to them
at particular and important moments
will be the difference between them aspiring to be more,
see more, and experience more,
and walking the line of hope and trouble,
and knowing the value of something and someone;
whether it be an acquaintance, a friend, a gift,
a house, a sunrise, a rest, a cup of coffee,
a hand-hold, a look, a relationship-
just as they will always hopefully know
the true value of a hard-earned dollar, or a pound.

One of the best moments to witness
is when a child hears music for the first time,
and it instantly makes them dance, move,
and sing along to the lyrics
and replicate with complete accuracy all the right
choreography and dance-moves, words,
and the inflections of the artist
who is the author of the song they are hearing,
and it truly moves them like no other form
of communication of any kind.

Children love to express their profound joy
and overwhelming passion for life in every way-
whenever they can, wherever they can, with whoever they are with,
and they never hold back, unless they are stopped in their tracks
by something they have never seen before,
and then the expression that you see on their face
is absolutely priceless:
it’s like a mix of wonder and confusion,
bliss and captivation;
something new to a child, like a new song,
is like magic to them, and they don’t mind listening to a song,
or seeing something, over and over again.

They say that we lose much as we grow up, get older,
and sometimes we forget the pure unadulterated enjoyment
and the thrill of exposure of our inner-self
and our untempered emotions for all the world to see-
because we are so worried about what other people
will think and who society, for all its good,
tells us we aught to be-
a child doesn’t have that,
a child doesn’t need that,
a child should have boundaries,
but not those that will stop them
from doing from doing the impossible,
from overcoming and clearing the fences
that can threaten to restrict their metamorphosis too much.
A child doesn’t need to be told what they can’t do,
they need to be shown and encouraged in the things they can do
and will do;
a child can grow up anywhere
and as long as they have what they need when they need it,
a child can and will change the world-
it happens everyday, it has happened everyday of human history-
whether that child is born into poverty,
doesn’t have all that every other child they go to school with has;
whether that child is deaf, physically or mentally challenged, or blind-
any and every child can be something amazing and someone spectacular,
as long as they are surrounded by love and support,
and while they are a child they are allowed to be free,
discover, and be who they want to be,
and can make every moment of their lives
an important part of their play time.

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Every time I see you
you take my breath away,
every day I talk to you
you fascinate me with something I have never heard,
every time I learn something new about you
I can’t stop myself from smiling for days,
every day I need to have you at the other end of the phone line,
because when it comes to hearing from you I hang on every word.

You have the most amazing style,
you have the most incredible taste,
you have the most stunning and gorgeous eyes
to go with the most beautiful smile,
you are everything any man could ever dream about finding in a woman,
and every day I stare at your picture to remind me
how phenomenal you are, how wonderful in every way you are,
and not a figment of my imagination, or a dream,
and I marvel at everything about you that comes to mind-
from your amazing stories about the places you have been,
to the incredible people who you have known throughout your life
who every day still talk to you and influence you,
and keep that unbelievable smile fixed upon your face.

When you walk into a room people turn their heads
and instantly gravitate towards you,
when you take an interest in someone, or something,
people follow your line of sight and they know instantly
that whatever it is it is definitely worth their while,
when you say something people know without any doubt
that what you are saying could not be more true,
when you put your heart, imagination, and soul into something,
everyone knows it means something special and important to you,
and every step that came into making it was worth every mile.

I love how you make me feel.
I love how for everything you receive
you give back a hundred times.
I love how you make my thoughts flash
with the energy and colour of a firework
exploding against a black sky,
and spin and spark my dreams with the ferocity
of a Catherine wheel.
I love and I live for how much there is about you
that will forever be unique to you alone-
a beauty, a divinity, the serenity of a goddess,
a wildness of an inner tigress that can’t ever be confined.

Your eyes shine brighter and more brilliantly
than all the stars and planets in the universe,
you are truly the most beautiful and stunning woman
in the entire world,
you make me better and at peace as if I were your patient
and you were my nurse.
You are like no one else,
there will never be anyone else like you,
and I love you my cosmopolitan girl.

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