Take me back in time to the thrilling times of yesteryear,
when I was a young child.
Drifting in the air was smoke from a near by fireplace that
spiraled toward heaven.
Leaves in Mother Natures warm colors, of red, yellow, and
orange , floated as if feathers in the air and landed on the
street before me.
A blanket of velvety, midnight darkness covered the cold
world around me,as rough sandpaper bumps forms on my
skin. Somewhere in the far distance horn horns, as I struggled
to put on my jacket.
The stars sprinkled in rainbow colors above me, as if sprinkles
on a Birthday cake.
As I walked hand in hand with my father I saw the full
moons lighting the world on every street, with an orange
glows,as if lite by candlelight.
I remember thinking how wonderful God was too make so many
moons. This was God's gift to us.He gave us this day to enjoy.
And enjoying it I was, until a neighbor asked my father, how he
liked the new streetlights, that lighted up a moonless night?
The world through a child's eyes is priceless. If you can
trace a smile back to a moment in time such as this one,
you have been blessed.