We All Want To See the World Using The Eyes Of The Child. Poem by RIC BASTASA

we all want to see
the world using the eyes of the child.
the world is so huge.
the chair is so big.
the house too spacious.
there are so many windows.
the child's eyes merely focus
on the toy he/she loves.
there is no worry if the chair could make us sit.
or the house could provide us shelter
or the windows be opened or closed.
to the eyes of the child
there are only toys and games and just this moment.
and we all miss that.