finger painted letters scrawled on the wall,
awkward and angled,
smeared and smudged,
yet honest and emotional.
dreams untouched and unfiltered,
knowing no bounds,
uncaring of rules.
If left alone to grow
profound thoughts and ideas would abound,
new images would be created
new playgrounds explored,
it will not go untouched,
new is not good,
unacceptable and intolerable,
and the writing on the wall
it is washable tempera paints,
in a day or two no one will know it was there.
Author notes
I think that children would be creative if adults would bow out and let them think and explore
Please tell me what you think
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cute
comment: that's cute, however unrealistic, but that's not the point, i know, it flows very nicely.
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