Every time I peek at their small sparkling eyes, I can’t help but find it adorable. Their pure life, simple rules, greatness of creativity, and yes, that laugh, that smile, why is that no one bother to protect it?
Look at their huge expectation of us adult, look at how they admire to be us. Really, we aren’t even worth such a praise. Don’t you feel it? no matter how exhausting our day could be, just looking at them being so alive, we feel all refresh at once! My, my, how on earth that no one could bother to realize how precious they are?
When they cling onto me, when they love to follow me around, even someone like me who refuse love with all my might can never refuse their love. It’s so pure, it’s so relaxing, it’s like a Disney world its self. So I can’t understand, why? Why is that no one willing to bother to protect such a great loving ability that they possess? Why does a title of mother or mother is absolutely needed to be the person in charge of protecting them? Aren’t all of us supposes to be a family? Whether if you are white, black, or color, aren’t we all just a human? Can’t we just protecting each other as human?
It is an effortless joy you can give, by smiling to a stranger. They might be in the middle of crisis and hoping someone willing to smile at them.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by giving a candy to a little kid. She might grew up happily remembering that there were a good big brother or big sister who willing to buy her a candy.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by giving a little beggar some food to eat. He might haven’t eat anything for days.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by helping a kid and some granny to cross the street. You might just save them from an accident. You might just prevent their family from having the grief of losing their precious one.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by patting a cat and feeding them. You might just give a cat one last happiness at its end of life.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by putting a sticky note on a random place saying: “You are beautiful and you are loved J”. Some teenage girl might read it and think twice before she decides to commit suicide.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by sit and talk with some poor people who sleep at the street. You might just give them a moment in their life when they are finally being recognize by other.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by clapping and sing along with some street musician.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by saying good morning to some random people.
It is an effortless joy you can give, by doing thousands of thing that most people never bother to do. Still, even by doing all that, the perfect world is still so far away but at least you’ve started to create it.
It is an effortless joy, then why does it seems so hard to be done??