Who told you that you were so bad?
Who stood there and made you feel small?
Who hurt you?
Who told you that you were great?
Who stood with you and called you grand?
Who held you when you were sad and made the world smile?
Wouldn't it be great to be that person? Let today be the day you are that person for another.
Somewhere someone is going to ask; "why are these last pics of kids?" Well, maybe it's only kids that are open enough with their feelings, their emotions, to show love, care or friendship so easily caught by camera.
There is a scripture that reads something in the way of : "only by coming as a child". Oh, if only I could crash down those walls so carefully built! Those walls that were so necessary, and now hold me safely confined. May freedom one-day reign!