The Child Poem by Dimu Eric Olowo

For when I was a child.
Beloved of my dear mother.
Pure, in my childly innocence
And my childly innocence
Made I ask many a question
'About Life' From my dear mama.
But then, my mama has a way
Of answering my questions.
Answers that I never understood then
But when grew I to manhood
And saw the answers to the
Questions, asked I my beloved mama.
Long I then for my childhood days
Of innocence and beauty.
But alas! they were long gone.