Like it or not we suffer knocks and setbacks throughout our lives and in many ways these times make us stronger. It is almost as if the child inside gets a little broken along the way though and it can be good to touch base with our inner child from time to time. The following poem was created from a memory I recalled of myself as a ten year old in a coaching session and is a reminder to nurture my inner child.
Come twirl with me in daisy fields!
Look high into the hopeful sky
Why hide that little light you wield?
Come lose yourself with me a while!
I once was not a broken child
My wild locks tumbled girlishly
Not stunted by your adult style
My spirit shone imperviously
Yes me, Titania, Fairy Queen
And Gabriel of golden locks
Unhindered, curious and green
My confidence was not yet knocked
Don’t block that heather heart of mine
That blooms in wild and wayward ways
Let me flow through like summer wine
My innocence still speaks to you
Beneath the grown up voice that shields
There’s so much to look forward to
Come twirl with me in daisy fields