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Array ( [sid] => 64844 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Look Through My Eyes [time] => 2004-09-23 05:51:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => As a child everything was an adventure
In the world of play I could see myself
Playing baseball become Al Kline or Norm Cash

In the world of education I could see myself
As Davy Crockett fighting Indians
Abe Lincoln becoming President

At the movies I was always the hero
I was Zorro, the Lone Ranger, Flash Gordon
On any given Saturday
As I looked through my eyes

As a teen life became a world of pretend
As I dream dreams
I was the adventurer, explorer, engineer
Being more than I always was as I looked through my eyes

I learned about life dreaming the dreams
Becoming the hero
Words of encouragement and challenges by a young President named Kennedy
I was ready to accept and become the man I was meant to be
As I looked through the eyes of a young man

Going off to war I came to see the true reality of life
My world taught me about survival and the sadness of death
Of not really being in control
My idea of being a hero changed from me to the men around me
As I looked through the eyes of war

Now as an old man who has expierenced life fully
I look at my children and grandchildren and see them dream dreams
Becoming the heroes and I just smile knowing how they feel
Knowing that life comes full circle they will become what they are meant to be
As I look through the eyes of an old man I have no regrets


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Look Through My Eyes

Contributed by docpardue on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 05:51:33 AM in AEST
Topic: war



As a child everything was an adventure
In the world of play I could see myself
Playing baseball become Al Kline or Norm Cash

In the world of education I could see myself
As Davy Crockett fighting Indians
Abe Lincoln becoming President

At the movies I was always the hero
I was Zorro, the Lone Ranger, Flash Gordon
On any given Saturday
As I looked through my eyes

As a teen life became a world of pretend
As I dream dreams
I was the adventurer, explorer, engineer
Being more than I always was as I looked through my eyes

I learned about life dreaming the dreams
Becoming the hero
Words of encouragement and challenges by a young President named Kennedy
I was ready to accept and become the man I was meant to be
As I looked through the eyes of a young man

Going off to war I came to see the true reality of life
My world taught me about survival and the sadness of death
Of not really being in control
My idea of being a hero changed from me to the men around me
As I looked through the eyes of war

Now as an old man who has expierenced life fully
I look at my children and grandchildren and see them dream dreams
Becoming the heroes and I just smile knowing how they feel
Knowing that life comes full circle they will become what they are meant to be
As I look through the eyes of an old man I have no regrets






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Re: Look Through My Eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by Bruce on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 07:42:59 AM AEST
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absolutely fantastic, as good as any i have read


Re: Look Through My Eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on Sunday, 26th September 2004 @ 05:13:33 PM AEST
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Awesome write.


Re: Look Through My Eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Sunday, 3rd October 2004 @ 12:31:38 AM AEST
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This is awesome, Doc..... I'm sure there are others who would identify with it....
I especially loved this stanza--->
"Going off to war I came to see the true reality of life
My world taught me about survival and the sadness of death
Of not really being in control
My idea of being a hero changed from me to the men around me
As I looked through the eyes of war"

Jenni




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