I miss the girl I used to be:
I miss her smile—even her tears;
I miss the innocence she lost
Along in life, she cannot restore.
I miss her dreams and fantasies,
Her expectations—even her fears;
I miss her hope for better times:
I miss all to whom she said good-bye.
a very nice poem... depicting montage, sadly we all must say good bye to that girl or boy nostalgic lines imbued with charm and simple longing time is such a merciless vector.... it bulldozes everything in its path.... lovely liked
As we grow and get more and more exposed to life, we lose our innocence and the child in us departs waving goodbye to us! However hard we yearn to return to those days of innocence, it proves futile until perhaps we cross the eighties.... our second childhood...! But by then our zest for life would have gone from us for ever! Enjoyed this poem of nostalgia!
Original look back sadly past cannot be changed thankfully the future can... in the young years the hands of time will eventually give us wisdom...meaningful poem of all our lives too...regards
lovely write with familiar thoughts. the years pass so quickly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is the real fate and no one can interfere or change the destiny. The memories of pleasant ones will last for ever in poet's mind and this is a nice poem.