I see the way you look in awe
But what if all this was no more
I see the way you look in wonder
To see your brain all a ponder
I see the way you stop and stare
You look at nature with loving care
I see the way you love to explore
Mother Nature seeps into your core
I see the way you don’t hesitate
To roam around it’s not too late
I see the way you cock your head
Amazed that leaves could be so red
I see you in your happy place
Peace and smiles all over your face
I see you when you say your goodbyes
The tears swell in your four year old eyes
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Charlotte Fay is a freelance writer, poet and full time mother living in Kent, UK.