I’ve been an adult for a long, long time now. Tiny time is a distant memory for me. But it IS a memory. I haven’t forgotten how important little things are…when you’re little. In fact, when you’re little, little things aren’t little, they’re big. So tiny time is a big deal.
Do you follow me? If you’re not over the age of about 7, I’ll bet you do. All you have to do is close your eyes, lean your head back on your chair or your pillow, and think about things you like to do. Or maybe you can imagine things you wish you could do. When you do, you’ll be able to see it happen in your head. Then you’re living in…
Look under the leaves of the sunflower plant…
Way back in the dirt you’ll see Arnold the Ant.
He works at his desk where he thinks up a rhyme,
And writes it all down in his own tiny time.
Now look over there in the bark of the tree.
A beetle’s as busy as beetles can be.
He chews for a while, and then makes a climb,
And keeps moving up in his own tiny time.
Have you seen the tadpoles that live in the pond?
They turn into frogs without using a wand.
They take a deep breath and swim under the slime
And only come up in their own tiny time.
There’s something invisible inside your head
When you are awake or asleep in your bed…
So small it can live in the sound of a chime…
Your imagination in sweet, tiny time.