Inner Child

There's a child In every person Who's up early And explores the universe While the body still Can't move to rise Up from the bed And eyes unwilling to open. The child inside With all enthusiasm Takes the most complex Roller coaster ride The body's just happy The ride's over quite Quick before the eyes Could merely blink. Inner child jumps To show excitement The outer shell bends Showing wrinkles of age The pain's felt in joints Of the weakened bent frame A glimpse of a twinkle appears In the eyes for a brief moment.