Sometimes when I look on as my son observes this world is childhood wonder, I grow sad.
My heart rejoices to see him learn and grow, to say goodbye to those he doesn't even know.
To wave his little palm, and whisper "Ata ata." To delight in every morning and greet me with a "Hi!"
But then I start wishing I could keep him from all evil. Could guard him from the bad and wicked world he lives in. I wish I could step back in time to simpler days. Could make a world perfect for my babes to grow up in.
I ponder on making the world a better place. Wondering why we couldn't all work together and make a good world, with good people. Where children could stay innocent and live their lives in purity. Where they could avoid being bombarded by a world bent on destroying their innocence and trust.
Why, oh why can't this be?
And then I remember, oh Eve!
Why could you not have been content with what you had and left that accursed fruit alone!
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