To Play
To play is to yield ourselves to magic
forgetting the worries and problems
which make life more tragic
amusing ourselves with clean and pure fun
bringing out the kid inside to jump and run
smiling about life so naturally
laughing about anything carelessly
dreaming of sweet things pleasantly
can make everything seem differently
stopping each day to smell the roses
filling our pockets full with posies
can surely change our days
with happy things to say
as we give our friends a flower
its like sharing a special power
to change our world to a better one
with just a little love we give
which started by yielding ourselves
to a special kind of magic
as once again we learned to play.
Copyright ©2009 Maria Cruz Pulido
forgetting the worries and problems
which make life more tragic
amusing ourselves with clean and pure fun
bringing out the kid inside to jump and run
smiling about life so naturally
laughing about anything carelessly
dreaming of sweet things pleasantly
can make everything seem differently
stopping each day to smell the roses
filling our pockets full with posies
can surely change our days
with happy things to say
as we give our friends a flower
its like sharing a special power
to change our world to a better one
with just a little love we give
which started by yielding ourselves
to a special kind of magic
as once again we learned to play.
Copyright ©2009 Maria Cruz Pulido
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