When I look at a patch of dandelions,
I see a bunch of weeds that are
going to takeover my yard.
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My kids see flowers for Mom and
blowing white fluff you can wish on. 
 
When I look at an old drunk
and he smiles at me,
I see a smelly, dirty person
who probably wants money
and I look away.
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My kids see someone smiling at them
and they smile back. 
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When I hear music I love,
I know I can't carry a tune
and don't have much rhythm
so I sit self-consciously and listen.
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My kids feel the beat and move to it.
They sing out the words. 
If they don't know them,
they make up their own. 

When I feel wind on my face,
I brace myself against it.
I feel it messing up my hair
and pulling me back when I walk.
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My kids close their eyes,
spread their arms and fly with it,
until they fall to the ground laughing. 
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When I pray, I say thee and thou
and grant me this, give me that.
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My kids say, "Hi God!
Thanks for my toys and my friends.
Please keep the bad dreams away tonight.
Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. 
I would miss my "Mommy and Daddy."
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When I see a mud puddle I step around it.
I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets.
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My kids sit in it.
They see dams to build,
rivers to cross
and worms to play with.

I wonder if we are given kids to teach
or to learn from?
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No wonder God loves the little children! 
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"Enjoy the little things in life,
for one day you may look back
and realize they were the big things." 
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Author Unknown
 

Matthew 18:3 And said, Verily I say unto
 you, Except ye be converted, and
become as little children, ye shall
not enter into the kingdom of heaven.