PROMPT: Kid at Heart

Daily writing prompt
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
Embrace play, go hog wild with imagination, and have a short memory for adversity.

DAILY PHOTO: Sümeg Winter Scene [Mother & Child Sculpture]

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“My Heart Leaps Up” by William Wordsworth [w/ Audio]

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.

“There was a little girl” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow [w/ Audio]

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

POEM: Unbridled Exuberance

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At the sight of I know not what,
something — or, maybe, someone —pointed out by his grinning granny,

I saw a boy run in place,

overcome by enthusiasm from the waist down —
like a cherubic Michael Flatley sans the coordination, but with exuberance to spare.

At the sight of the boy,
I couldn’t help but ask myself when my idle setting got turned down so low.

Surely, once upon a time, there was something that so excited me that my limbs bypassed central control and spastically did their own thing…

but I can’t remember when.