Innocence

I am sitting here watching my daughter play in the water at Jamison Square. She is too small to say but does she need words? Her eyes can say it all. How much she is enjoying this. I look at her tiny hands and her tiny self. In no time she will grow up from a little baby to a little girl and a beautiful young lady. She looks around at other little kids, some look at her and splash some water at her and she doesn't seem to mind the stranger who just surprised her by  splashing cold water at her. She doesn't care, nor did the kid who just thought of entertaining her and himself.
I look at her and I ask myself.. where does all this innocence go away. Why do we create bounderies around us when we grow up. Would I really enjoy as much if a grown up swung by and threw a cup of water on me while I am having fun at my own terms ?
Is it fear, pride, frustration... what is it that stops me from enjoying the beautiful moment which my daughter just did.

We grownups think we have gained immense knowledge and we can know right from wrong better than these innocent minds who just entered the world.
Sitting here I wonder... Is that true?

How I wish I could go back to my childhood and right at this moment stand next to my little girl and jump so high that it surprises all the little angels next to me!!