by Stephanie Lush

Created on: February 17, 2010

Through the eyes of a child
skin is just skin
and speaks not a word
of the person within

Race is what happens
on the playground at school
Color is crayons
and rainbows and jewels

Through the eyes of a child
everybody's a friend
there's no problem
Rock, Paper, Scissors can't mend

War is a game
played with green plastic men
nobody gets hurt
when it's only pretend

Through the eyes of a child
happiness reigns
love lasts forever
and is never in vain

Time is eternal
imagination runs wild
when you see the world
through the eyes of a child

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