There is something special in the tentative, vulnerable smiles of very young girls.
I wonder what happens to them that they lose that precious innocence? Perhaps it is when they pass beyond adolescence into young adulthood and begin to realize boys are easy prey to their wiles. When this happens, some mistakenly think all men are their eager subjects. Yes, I think that may be the point at which they eschew innocence in favor of manipulation.
Sadly what they give up, they never regain.
I have always been willing to share smiles with the young, but since I matured I find myself less willing to appear friendly toward teenage and older girls. This is partly because in modern society friendliness can be misconstrued, however it is also because I have a strong dislike of being manipulated.
Saddest of all, to me, is this undeniable truth – the very young are able to easily twist us about their smallest finger. This magical power, which all babies possess, exists right up until they realize they possess it, at which time it mysteriously ceases to be.
Is that the way of all magic? That it loses power with realization of its effect?
The rain is tears shed by the sky, until we understand precipitation.
The moon lights the heavens on the darkest of nights, until we realize it barely reflects the sun.
The ocean fights a perpetual battle with the shore, until we reduce its majestic armies to the tide.
Resist the urge to shut your eyes to the everyday magic that surrounds us, for eyes so closed never reopen to its wonders.