perspective

What do you see here?

Do you see weeds?
or
Do you see flowers?

Kennedy sees flowers.
I see weeds,
until she collects a bundle,
hands them to me with a smile
and says,
"Here Mommy,
I picked these for you."

Then they suddenly become beautiful yellow flowers to me.

What's your perspective?

Do you find the beauty in simple things or in things the world thinks is ugly or unwanted?

I want to look at the world through a child's eyes.