By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

Three days of backyard play with an imagination running wild and the companionship of a child.
Small forests have been journeyed and little pilgrim trails made;
mud puddles jumped and secret forts made.
Piggy back rides and banana seed finds;
rocks in the pocket and a special tree climbed.
A little deer sighting and an elephant too,
and maybe I imagined ... but a little kangaroo?
Snacks in a field by a marshmallow bale;
and a dandelion picked with a tender green tail.
The heat of the day and the drink of the sun;
and a day with a child ...
Is a beautiful one.
Filled with wonder.
Some of my favorite and most life-giving companions are under the age of five.
Brimming with curiosity, question, and wonder; "little pilgrims" are able and active participants bent on a quest for journey.
Exploration is an involuntary reflex ... adventure an unspoken goal.
Movement is assumed and excitement is exclaimed; activities are craved and attainments are claimed.
An inexhaustible, indefatigable energy is stored up in little people.
Little people are fortifying and energizing;
unconditional lovers and unbelievable believers.
A life void of "little people" remains a very little life indeed;
and a life filled with "little people" grows very big people young in "deed".
Keep near you ... the company of a child.
Filled with wonder.
"The great man is he that does not lose his child's heart."