Therapy Through Prose - Session #1

Did you ever think that wishes of youth would ever come true, wishes made on birthday candles, and falling stars, and wishbones. Sweet innocent hopes and pure regard of the world.

Did you ever wonder where the easter bunny got his chocolate, or the tooth fairy got all that money, in coins no less, how one magical woman would fly to houses of slumbering children, in a gossamer dress.

In years that follow, life and trials try to strip you of those thoughts, that intuition that the bogey man is under your bed, that you smell the snow in the air, that saying "bless you " at a sneeze, saves an angel.

Stay in that clubhouse, keep having that tea party, don't put the barbies in the attic, or the lincoln logs in storage. Marvel and wonder at the night sky, ask why the sky is still blue and hum when you eat something really good.

Stick your tongue out at mean people, play tag and still break your neck trying to get away. Hold your mother tight when she kisses you goodbye and still offer her you're awe and adoration.

Go to the corner store and buy candy with thousands of found pennies, use monopoly money to go to the movies. Look both ways, before crossing.. anything, or anyone. Be brutally honest, yet quick to hug and smile at each other

Drink Kool-aid like it was the most glorious and wonderful drink the entire solar system and wipe the softdrink mustache off on your sleeve, even if it is your best white sunday school/.church shirt.

Look at your father, like the hero he is or hopes and tries to be,

Never let loose of those things that give you joy, and take your breath away. For there are guards on the temple of true contentment. Mean, unsmiling hulks, whose sole aim, is to make you one of them. So, once more, draw your wooden sword, and position your garbage can shield into place, Feel your pillowcase cape flow in the wind, and do righteous battle.

The aged are not old, neither the youthful, young. Those who dream, and smile, and skip, hold the secret key, to the temple of true contentment.