When I was a child I could not see,
All the world in front of me,
I felt happy as can be,
If only to see in front of me.
I lived for the day,
Those days far away,
Those memories never go away,
I went to Sunday school and prayed,
If only to go back once again.
When I was a child the world seemed free,
From death in life's humanity,
For I was young and so carefree,
Unaware of what's in front of me.
There is hate and greed in this world,
Life's not all about roses and pearls,
I wish I was that innocent girl,
Those days I loved,
Those days I yearn.
Jayne Louise Davies
Wish we could go back to those innocent days. Very nice write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is hate and greed in this world, Life's not all about roses and pearls....You are cent percent correct dear poetess!
Thank you so much Dillip x