Billy Loving

To Be A Child Again - Poem by Billy Loving

Outside the kids merrily play
Watching from my window everyday
To be a child once more
Longingly, I stand at the door

Pages of the past being able to rewrite
Contemplating, my heart filled with delight
Free of life's trials and tribulations
Momentary state of elation

Seeing myself running through the field
My plastic sword, I wield
Soaking up the warm summer's sun
My chores for the day done

Without a care
Lost in thought, I stare
Life's worries, I lack
To reality, snapping back

Gnarled old hand wipes away the sweat
As back in my seat, I sit
Years gone by so fast
Life, only briefly does it last

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Couplet

Comments about To Be A Child Again by Billy Loving

  • (11/4/2015 7:06:00 PM)

    Amen. I couldn't agree more; beautiful. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015

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