by: Loi Chin
Twinkle, Twinkle little star, How I wonder what you are….
It’s funny how as a child we wish we were older, but now that we are-Older, we wish that we are young again.
It’s rare among people to retain their childlike bearing-finding awe in the simplest thing-raindrop, butterfly, or even morning. The hustle and bustle of being an adult slowly rubs off the luster of being a child-childhood a faint & distant apparition.
Isn’t it a wonder to be a child again? You-what would you do to be a child again?
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