Philip Vincent Sanders

Rookie - 0 Points (29/08/1953 / Birmingham, England)

Childhood - Poem by Philip Vincent Sanders

Listen to their laughter
Listen to them sing
Watch them on the roundabout
Watch them on the swings
See them playing football
See them beam and glow
Innocence of childhood
Why does it not show…
Us … as we get older
How sweet life could be
If … just now and then
We could look and see …
The child … still deep within us
Gentle simplicity
That years and years obliterate
As we become less free
So caught up in the world
It’s complications too…
Wouldn’t it be nicer
If our childhood lasted through….
All our life upon this earth
It’s gentle innocence
Making mankind kinder………
And maybe have more sense…..

Comments about Childhood by Philip Vincent Sanders

  • Rookie Hannah Cronin (1/31/2008 12:07:00 AM)

    Too sad.......
    It's true: (
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  • Rookie Jim Valero (12/13/2005 11:05:00 AM)

    So true! So sad. As Wordsworth says, 'Heaven lies about the child in his infancy, ' but 'shadows of the prison-house begin to build' as he (or she) grows older and becomes 'enmeshed' in the unnecessarily complex world of adulthood.

    Your poem points out the contrast-and the sadness.

    Thanks for sharing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 9, 2005

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