I wonder if she can tell yet
She was so excited this morning
The elusive tinker bell basket
Woke me up just to go check
"The Easter bunny packed this"
With his little bunny hands ;)
The truth of it is, I envy her
She can live in fantasy still
Let imagination conquer her fear
That light in her eyes drives me
Helps me to rekindle simplicity
Better yet, to reimagine real joy
She said the only thing missing
Was that I didn't get anything
I realized that she understands
The need for transitive happiness
It makes my heart swell proudly
Knowing she has chosen correctly
Which direction her heart will go
Given the current situation
And she definitely had a choice
At age six, she chose kindness
Perhaps that is my gift today
