You took my hand and looked at me,
wanted to get my full attention.
Cause you found something never seen,
you were like in another dimension.
Your big brown eyes, were open so wide,
you picked it up, were so excited.
In your small hands, you hold it so tight,
a pinecone is what you just sighted.
Adult human, I speak to you now,
All you see is maybe blurred.
But a child could show you how,
to find the beauty in the world.
So take the smallest hands around,
Their leading will sure give you wings.
You will know, if you have refound,
the gift to appraciate the little things
©my head is a circus