I was fortunate to do some travel in 2011. The next few posts are some reflections on that glorious time…
Kids are kids
I’ve recently travelled around the world
And, as always, loved watching kids
The big grin from the twelve-month old in London
The reciprocal smile to mine from the grandma
Holding the toddler’s hand in Hong Kong
The child walking along the top of the wall in Berlin.
As the plane banks on his side, the child who says “That’s amaaazing!”
The two year old stacking on a turn in Berlin… and L.A…. and Paris!
The baby’s plaintive “I’m tired” cry on the plane.
The same baby happily gurgling away – after a good sleep!
The father who kisses his infant son twice on the forehead.
It seems to me that childhood is a universal language.
Their joy and wonder in the world,
As well as their testing of boundaries
Reinforces to me the wisdom of the words:
“You must be like a child to enter the kingdom of heaven”
And maybe that children give us a glimpse
Of that kingdom