Ideas from small people's minds.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Because rollerskates outrun zombies anyday.

Today I was important to someone.
Today I was actually needed.
I was desired.
I was helpful.
My company was enjoyed.
And my existence was actually noticed.
Today I held the hands of roller skating children.

And I laughed and smiled, because they don't think in the aspects of fat/skinny. They think of me as funny, and rad, and as someone who cares about them. And I DO care. I care because they still possess the kind of naive innocence that lets them charmingly believe that I am worthy to be admired.



I wonder what they would think if they saw me at my unloveliest?

I bet the world that they would love me anyway.
And that's why the children will always have us beat.
They know how to love for real.

2 comments:

Laura.mounts@gmail.com said...

That's the way we all should love. I hope that I may be that way...

Bethany Streng said...

so so so true!