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EDWARD B KEITH wrote: > > Subject: To be six again > > I want to be six again > I want to go to McDonald's and think it's the best place in the world to > eat. > I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks. > I want to think M&Ms are better than money 'cause you can eat them. > > I want to play kickball during recess and stay up on Christmas Eve waiting > to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof. > I want to be six again. > I long for the days when life was simple. > When all you knew were your colors, the addition tables, and simple nursery > rhymes, > and it didn't bother you because you didn't know what you didn't know, and > you didn't care. > I want to be six again. > I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym, and field trips. > I want to be happy because I don't know what should make me upset. > I want to think the world is fair, and everyone in it is honest and good. > I want to believe that anything is possible. Sometime, while I was > maturing, I learned too much. > I learned of nuclear weapons, starving and abused kids, and unhappy > marriages. > I want to be six again. > I want to think that everyone, including myself, will live forever because > I > don't know the concept of death. > I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life, and be overly excited by > the little things again. > I want television to be something I watch for fun, not something I use for > escape from the things I should be doing. > I want to live knowing the little things I find exciting will always make > me > as happy as when I first learned them. > I want to be six again. > I remember not seeing the world as a whole, but rather being aware of only > the things that directly concerned me. > I want to be naive enough to think that if I'm happy, so is everyone else. > I want to walk down the beach > and think only of the sand beneath my feet, and the possibility of finding > that blue piece of sea glass I'm looking for. > I want to be six again. > I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding my bike, letting > the > grownups worry > about time, the dentist, and how to find the money to fix the car. > I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up, not worry what I'll do if > this > doesn't work out. > I want to be six again. > I want that time back. I want to use it now as an escape. So that when my > computer crashes, > I have a mountain of paperwork, two depressed friends, or second thoughts > about so many things, > I can travel back and build a snowman without thinking about anything > except > whether the snow sticks together. > What I can possibly use for the snowman's mouth? > I want to be six again. > > ---------- ED. Thanks for bringing back some memories of more simplier period in our lives .Watch this space for my answer,not a flame or a challenge. Just another way of looking at it.Craig 60/2