A treasure exists in the world we live, worth more than a mountain of golden bricks. It goes by the name of happiness and each of us have it from our first born breath…
As children, we do not know its name, but we live with its wonder, in our hearts and minds everyday. Then, as we grow, it begins to slip away, stolen by the world and its harsh ways.
As adults, we become deaf and blind, unable to understand that the child’s wisdom lost, is what we seek to find. We travel through life’s years, filling our baskets with the things to make us feel loved and happy again.
At some point, we may grow wise, take a long walk and look inside. Find the child and see their worth, learn to play in sun and rain, do what’s right, see the good, and give hugs real tight.
For all the small things that the child kept, were the things of wonder and happiness. So, my friends, do not weep. Squeeze your eyes shut and you will see, the child is there holding the lost treasure you seek.