Thursday, March 24, 2011

The Innocence of Childhood

I miss the days of old
the innocence of childhood
times of happiness and rejoicing

the simplicity of life.
when your hardest decision was: 
what shirt to wear this day

I miss playing in the park
I miss jumping in the freshly fallen leaves of Autumn
I miss dancing in the warm rain of a midsummer's storm

I miss crying for no particular reason
I miss believing in the jolly bearded man
I miss the seemingly endless hours of learning to read

long gone are the days of pure excitement,
the quest for knowledge, 
and the questioning of everything.

boy how the times have changed.
what happened?
where did I go wrong?

Now I am left with naught but memories

oh what I would give to go back

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