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Reality


Eat, sleep, play For a child life is bubbly and warm. This is just the norm. You never know how special this is until you lose it. Then reality People say, "your in the real world now" Life may lose its gleam in the face of sickness and stress. The responsibility is to great. But then the moment comes When one must reflect This is reality but is it bad too lose that childish innocence The harsh world meets the child's spirit and now the two are balanced Everyone must find this conclusion on their own for we all possess a child's spirit
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