I mention this each year as we creep towards Christmas.
A song, popular at Christmastime, has a title that sounds so sweet and joyful, but it is really quite sad.
And it speaks directly to adults as we feel the need to rush our children past innocence and into life decisions. Shame on us for not protecting the innocence of our children. Because once innocence is gone, it is GONE. Once you leave, you can’t return. It is actually a good illustration of the story of the Garden of Eden. In our quest to attain, we lose out.
It is my hope and prayer that we protect our children and our country and world comes to that realization. Allow and protect the innocence and joy of a child.
If we could only love and live in that joy.
Toyland, toyland
Little girl and boy land
While you dwell within it
You are ever happy there
Childhood's joy land
Mystic merry toyland
Once you pass its borders
You can ne'er return again
When you've grown up, my dears
And are as old as I
You'll laugh and ponder on the years
That roll so swiftly by, my dears
That roll so swiftly by
Childhood's joy land
Mystic merry toyland
Once you pass its borders
You can ne'er return again
A song, popular at Christmastime, has a title that sounds so sweet and joyful, but it is really quite sad.
And it speaks directly to adults as we feel the need to rush our children past innocence and into life decisions. Shame on us for not protecting the innocence of our children. Because once innocence is gone, it is GONE. Once you leave, you can’t return. It is actually a good illustration of the story of the Garden of Eden. In our quest to attain, we lose out.
It is my hope and prayer that we protect our children and our country and world comes to that realization. Allow and protect the innocence and joy of a child.
If we could only love and live in that joy.
Toyland, toyland
Little girl and boy land
While you dwell within it
You are ever happy there
Childhood's joy land
Mystic merry toyland
Once you pass its borders
You can ne'er return again
When you've grown up, my dears
And are as old as I
You'll laugh and ponder on the years
That roll so swiftly by, my dears
That roll so swiftly by
Childhood's joy land
Mystic merry toyland
Once you pass its borders
You can ne'er return again
