The child asks not, "Who am I?"
For the child knows the answer.
It is we grownups who ask, "Who am I?"
The child asks not, "Why am I here?"
The child knows the answer.
It is we grownups who ask, "Why am I here?"
The child asks not, "Where am I going?"
The child knows the answer.
It is we grownups who ask, "Where am I going?"
A childs laughter is its answer to us grownups.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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