The Wonder in Her Eyes
I’ve had the fortune to witness it many times—the wonder in her eyes.
It’s an outpouring of joy, like a child discovering the world for the very first time.
The purest of emotions: like fireworks, it lights up the sky and shines over what has gone dark in us.
Every time I see it, I can’t help but wonder: when did I lose mine?
It’s that exact kind of excitement that disappears as we age, without us noticing.
Our minds become saddled with preoccupations,
and our hearts beat without the same kind of intensity.
We are covered in the snow of cynicism and the ice of pessimism.
And here you are—a gentle, warm light that shines through the clouds.
Whatever it is you see, it’s a reflection of your heart.
Don’t ever change.
Because you are a blessing to me
and a wonder to the world.

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