to be seven years old

i remember when i was seven years old
all the world held possibility
cinnamon, chocolate, maple,
glazed, sugar, so many choices

now i'm all grown up
i get to watch Claire choose
the world is her oyster
a bite of each
a life filled with possibility



Relyn Lawson said…
Seven. Oh, such a magical number. I think God gives us children to teach us appreciation. I think he gives Grandchildren to let people be young again.

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