A Child In Us Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

- * A CHILD IN US * -

Have you ever lain on a rowboat seat,
Waves lapping at it's sides,
As the sandman makes his visit
And drops sand into your eyes.

You drift off into dreamland
With fantasy on your mind,
Clouds just drifting quietly
Making thoughts of a different kind.

With Angels dancing happily
In a cloud of soft white foam,
Carrying little pleasant thoughts
For your heart to take back home.

Whispering little messages
To tuck away for another day
To bring back out and remember
When the skies have turned to gray.

And as you wake from this dreamy state
I hope that you all will know.
These dreams He gives to every child
Are just God's sweet fantasy show.

For as we grow into adults
These dreams will still remain,
As long as this special fantasy
Of the child in us, we retain.


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 2-21-06