Childhood Poem by Poetry Guy
Childhood
I remember long days in the summer,
Snow in the winter.
Christmas was a time of magic,
Birthdays something to look forward to.
Days out were spent exploring,
Not trying to plot the best route.
A patch of mud was a days entertainment,
Not something to avoid.
When does this disappear?
Is it a moment we can define?
Or a gradual erosion of innocence,
By the modern world?
written at the request of a very special person. x.
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4/18/2024 10:17:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful reminder of the innocence of childhood. I am not sure which is worse, the sudden thrust into the real world or the gradual corrosion, but you are right, it gets us all and no matter how, the realisation is sudden enough! Great thought provoking work. I hope the special person it was written for agrees. 10 from Smiling Tai