Who’s In Charge?
Children, adults or pets — a poem

Inner child everywhere Pushing people around It shouts, it screams, it cries Trying to take control So often terrified and scared of life It bounces, it laughs, it is filled with joy It lets us be free to play Everyone started as a child Those memories have not gone Nurture them, honour them, comfort them In yourself as well as others Hear them, love them, care for them Allow them to remind you That children are wild, amazing creatures But we are the grown-ups now
Reflections
I dreamt about this prompt last night, wondering if animals also have an inner child; yes, I know that sounds weird; let me explain.
I have been learning about my inner child for a while, I know my core wounds, I’ve worked on myself, and I am less reactive to triggers these days. I look after my inner child in a way that my primary caregivers didn’t. Recently, I started seeing the inner child in both of my daughters, and now I see it everywhere, even in my pets!
My eldest daughter is home from university for a few days, and before going to bed last night, we watched an old episode of Louis Theroux. It was the episode about Americas Most Dangerous Pets, the one where he meets Joe Exotic for the first time. It was easy to see some of the animals personalities and the effects of living in captivity had on them. I have a dog and two cats, who all have completely different personalities and cause equal measures of joy and stress in different ways. A few antics were going on during the night between my pets, with lots of activity disturbing my sleep and affecting my dreams, which left me waking up this morning convinced animals do indeed have an inner child. So from now on, I’ll be watching out for the inner child everywhere and wondering.
This was in response to this weeks KTHT prompts; thank you Diana C.
