At age 56, I am hoping never to grow up. Oh, I shoulder my share of responsibility, but play-time is the best part of life.

Six girls and their inner child.

This poem represents the feelings of the author towards hiw adoring five year old boy, a savior of souls and the very core from which all the goodness in the world radiates in these cynical times of the 21st Century.

Dedicated to my Grandma and Nana.