God Bless You My Child

My five year old girl
asked me to describe,
how it feels to be in hell.
I gazed at the nowhere
thinking of the best description,
to make her do all good
and also to decrease,
cookie stealing addiction.

So i answered in a scary tone:
"it's just like being on Earth"
but my words didn't leave
the required effect,
for she just smiled at me
and happily said: "that's great,
now i am not afraid
to steal my brother's cookies"

I should have expected that
from a five year old,
so i hugged her tight,
and laughed out loud
at how silly my answer was.
Then I gazed at those wide eyes
blazing with will and hope,
and said: "God bless you , my child".

lol. Awesome poem man.

Thanks , Dude ;D glad you like it x]

I would edit

her cookies' stealing addiction

to

cookie stealing addiction

otherwise this is a sweet little snippet of a child's bright outlook

Can definitely relate to the urge to simultaneously direct and protect... it's such a fine line, sometimes.

Thanks delta , i edited the cookies ;D

Thanks ea =]]

Simple and great. We always learn so much from young children' logic!

Thank you bar =DD and yes we can't fault their logic x]