How about a poem today?  I remember I was working with children, teaching health classes, when I woke in the middle of the night and wrote this poem. I think the kids had an effect on me.

For the Young at Heart
There's a magic place so of't forgot
Where no line is drawn between real and not
How I happened there I'll ne'er understand
But I found myself in Elften-land
T'is seen on the horizon at dawn's first light
To those with perfect, fearless sight.
Most often they laugh then call you a fool
Whimsy and mirth are favorite tools
An elf will tell you, we don't comprehend
What it means to have an Elften friend.
A slight disbelief and they won't appear
Then the magic words you'll never hear
With them you meet the most bizarre
As you journey beyond the farthest star.
They live in the realm between time and space
And you'll never find a more wondrous place
The deeper you go the more shallow it gets
And to catch your fancy there's a variety of nets.
Elfs sprinkle star dust in your eyes
And have you laughing at all their lies
So if you're around when an elf comes by
Ask him to teach you how to fly