11-30-2013, 06:21 PM

cravers of attention
"look at me" pleads the child
watch as i tumble
and roll around all wild
as we pretend to grow up
this desire never leaves
somewhere inside us all
the playful child grieves
we want to share our gifts
to be touched, seen or heard
as beings of infinite worth
to not want this would be absurd
for we all have treasures to offer
a simple hug can reach our core
yes we're cravers of attention
always wanting a little more