Have you noticed children squatting,
captivated by an ant and following
every movement as it crawls way?
Or smiled as they pluck dandelions' seedheads,
blowing the fluff with abandon and
giggling all the while?
It doesn't have to a field of Monarchs
or an orange dragonfly hovering above a pond.
It might be a few black ants
carrying a crumb
across the sidewalk.
It doesn't have to be a forest
or a garden's riot of color.
It might be a solitary dandelion
growing brazenly beside a
busy parking lot.
"Let the children come," He said.
Let us all be children
once again.
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