Woohoo
If you can see life
Through the child’s eyes,
It reminds
Us how joy looks like.
No worries.
No rush.
Just laughter, wonders,
And dancing in the puddles.
We only are little once.
Now, I am standing in the rain Momma.
Woohoo.
I want to jump in the puddles too,
To be puddle dancing
And playing.
I am sure missed these days.
Sad that nothing I can do.
Woohoo.
Precious memories
Stick like stories of glories
And poetry glue.
Woohoo. Woohoo.
Tomshinsky@2026
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