A child’s perspective

A child prays…

When did happiness become a contraband good?

It needs to be smuggled in the form of a cartoon flick when parents aren’t around or that  ice-cream stolen from the fridge.

Why do they attach future loss to a pleasure indulged in right now? I live in the moment, and they- in fear of an imagined future.

Dear God, please help them… Amen!

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