As A Child...

i have spent my time here
as a wonder filled child,
struck dumb with awe
by the smallest of things!
i have stood on the shore,
and felt the pull of the waves,
feeling both tiny and large beyond definition.
all my time my eyes upon the lighthouse,
strong whether there be storm or calm...
am i here or am i there?
i do not think it matters!

i have spent my time here
as a wonder filled child...
i would have it no other way!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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