“Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.”
This is my hometown. I know every inch of it by heart. Walking through it makes me feel like a tourist, with you as a guide. This boring old red barn, so common in this region becomes magical. “That’s where the animals live.” I can see the wheels turning, this must be Old McDonald’s farm! Pausing in the hopes of catching a glimpse of Bingo the dog.
Thank you Little Flower, for reminding me that all it takes is a brief pause to recognize that the world is a magical place.
I love you dearly,
8 replies to “Never Grow Old”
Yes, you know how parenting is a two-way street, Sandra. Darling post for Olivia.
Thanks, Mark! I love seeing the world through her eyes.
Reblogged this on Real Imaginary Letters and commented:
Indeed, remembering that the world is a magical place is a hard thing to do day by day. Write it, sing it, say it and remind yourself.
Thanks for the re blog Katie! And welcome!
Love the pic. Great thoughts!
Thank you Dora ❤️
Then I must be very young! I almost always see a lot of beauty around me. 😉
I love that attitude Ninna!