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THROUGH THEIR EYES<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Wonder and magic, They see critters and castles (c) bak 3-10-11 Written for Legacy Writers “Friday Byways.”<\/em><\/p>\n \n Thanks for your visits and comments on this <\/em><\/p>\n and the rest of the pieces I’ve posted here on Friendburst.<\/em><\/p>\n \n Wishing you a beautiful weekend ahead.<\/em><\/p>\n \n ~barb~ THROUGH THEIR EYES Wonder and magic, the look in their eyes, innocent amazement, so young yet so wise. The things that they say as they describe them to me, when they say it is so, I know it really is. And from what they say I know it is so because they see so many […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[837,42,29],"tags":[89,1159],"class_list":["post-22600","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nature-2","category-photography","category-poems","tag-barbarak","tag-barbarakausteklis"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22600","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22600"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22600\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22600"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22600"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22600"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthe look in their eyes,
\ninnocent amazement,
\nso young yet so wise.
\nThe things that they say
\nas they describe them to me,
\nwhen they say it is so,
\nI know it really is.
\nAnd from what they say
\nI know it is so because
\nthey see so many things
\nthat I really don’t know.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nwhere I only see clouds;
\nthey see butterflies and rainbows
\nwhen I only notice the rain.
\nAnd as winter turns
\nto spring once again,
\nI’ll be looking for those things
\nthat they see and I miss.
\nI’ll be looking for the rainbows
\nthat come after the rain;
\nI’ll be watching for butterflies
\nand puffy clouds in the sky.
\nI’ll be looking at what’s around me
\nthrough the eyes of a child.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nbarbara kausteklis<\/em><\/p>\n
\n<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"