I can take the time today

Slow it down, back the truck up

Thirty years or so

To a world seen through my simple,

Seven year old eyes.

 

The buildings are bigger

I seem smaller but full of wonder

And see all with that first time feeling

When all is memorable,

If not remembered.

 

Like Harper Lee’s Scout all is clearer

Now I have stopped living in my adult future.

To glimpse the present,

As only a child can.

 

So here I AM,

Vulnerable and noticing like once before

Again a child

Reflecting and seeing the day anew.