From: catherine47 - - - - Sent: 4/28/2002 9:56 PM
Sometimes stop  to listen to the sounds of children when its spring. The happiness they exude that this season brings.
The warmth of the sun dancing upon thier face. As they frolic playing with such innocent grace. All the endless adventures the places thier imaginations can go, will remain steadfast inside them as they mature and grow.
We all delight in children, watching them play. Recalling smiling we all once felt that way.
Through childrens eyes we too again can see. That little inner child in you and me. We often feel compelled to release that inner child of ours to come out to play.
Then with our adult eyes we forget that child in us fades away. It takes a child to remind us all, one who younger, very small.
We can all enjoy still have fun. Feeling the warmth of that early spring sun. Simply taking some time slowing down the grown up pace.
Allows the sun to shine dancing too on our face.  By Cath
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