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A Child’s Song
- A Child’s Song -
A Song about Innocence
Playing on the porch, not a care in the world,
A child knows so little of the pains we endure.
Yet their hearts are open, and they understand!
It’s sad those years don’t last; they run like sand.
Sand in the glass, and time flying by too quick…
I want to slow it down, and make the sand stick.
I’ve lost too much, and I’ve cried far too long,
Yet once I was a child, and I sang a child’s song.
Rainbows and day glows, and nursery tales,
Fighting with pirates on a ship that always sails.
These are the times that we don’t want to lose,
Because once they are gone, we cannot choose.
Dancing in the grass, seeing castles in the clouds,
A child doesn’t care about all the bustling crowds.
Yet their minds are open, and they learn in time…
It’s sad we can’t keep them innocent with a rhyme.
Rhymes in the wind, and the wind blowing fierce…
I wish the wind could take us back to simpler years.
I’ve become so lost, as the wind blew me along,
But within my heart, I’m still singing a child’s song.
Rainbows and cartoon shows; places to see,
Exploring the world, and sharing good company.
These are the times that we don’t want to pass,
Because they are precious, we want them to last.
Wishing on a star, seeing all the universe above,
A child flies there with a spirit as pure as a dove.
Yet their imagination is open, and they fill it all up!
It’s sad if we forget tasting our first ice cream cup.
Memories fade so fast, and new memories arise…
I want to hold on to them all; savor each surprise.
I’ve learned so much; I know right from wrong,
Though I can still go back and sing a child’s song.
Rainbows and hair bows, and rock and roll,
Hanging out ‘till midnight, dancing out of control.
These are the times that we don’t want to end,
Because hearts break so easy: so hard to mend.
A Song about Innocence
Playing on the porch, not a care in the world,
A child knows so little of the pains we endure.
Yet their hearts are open, and they understand!
It’s sad those years don’t last; they run like sand.
Sand in the glass, and time flying by too quick…
I want to slow it down, and make the sand stick.
I’ve lost too much, and I’ve cried far too long,
Yet once I was a child, and I sang a child’s song.
Rainbows and day glows, and nursery tales,
Fighting with pirates on a ship that always sails.
These are the times that we don’t want to lose,
Because once they are gone, we cannot choose.
Dancing in the grass, seeing castles in the clouds,
A child doesn’t care about all the bustling crowds.
Yet their minds are open, and they learn in time…
It’s sad we can’t keep them innocent with a rhyme.
Rhymes in the wind, and the wind blowing fierce…
I wish the wind could take us back to simpler years.
I’ve become so lost, as the wind blew me along,
But within my heart, I’m still singing a child’s song.
Rainbows and cartoon shows; places to see,
Exploring the world, and sharing good company.
These are the times that we don’t want to pass,
Because they are precious, we want them to last.
Wishing on a star, seeing all the universe above,
A child flies there with a spirit as pure as a dove.
Yet their imagination is open, and they fill it all up!
It’s sad if we forget tasting our first ice cream cup.
Memories fade so fast, and new memories arise…
I want to hold on to them all; savor each surprise.
I’ve learned so much; I know right from wrong,
Though I can still go back and sing a child’s song.
Rainbows and hair bows, and rock and roll,
Hanging out ‘till midnight, dancing out of control.
These are the times that we don’t want to end,
Because hearts break so easy: so hard to mend.
Published 15th Jun 2015
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16th Jun 2015 6:59am
I was like that as a child...so relatable. I remember looking up the blue sky and wishing I could cut out a piece of blue for my gown. I also remember looking at mini rainbows through my wet hair. In those days I can only see 'pretty'. Beautiful poem dear Jessica as only you can write.:)
16th Jun 2015 10:11pm
Methinks a lot of children had those kinds of experiences… just not everyone cares to think back on them when they get older, and some people seem to lose their old childlike sense of wonder and more than a bit of their innocence along the way. Me I strive never to lose sight of the wonder and the magic in life, since those are precious things to be savored and treasured indeed! Your memories sound magical, my friend… it is good that you can look back on them and still feel their magic. Like I said to Zoey once… I love rainbows, sunshine, butterflies, and all that is beautiful and wonderful. Such things are all part of the very stuff of bliss! :) I am happy you liked the poem, my dear friend.
17th Jun 2015 7:13pm
17th Jun 2015 10:28pm
I am so happy you love it, Zoey! It has a lot of meaning for me, so knowing that you found it cute and enjoyable makes me feel very good. :D
16th Jul 2015 4:56am
This is just utterly adorable! I have no choice but to add it to my reading list.
The passing of time. It is sad. To no longer be young and to lose the innocence that only a child can have.
It is still there though. Somewhere.
"Though I can still go back and sing a child’s song."
Hope all is well, Jessica!
May Mother Earth guide and let the elements be with you.
Merry Cheers!!!
The passing of time. It is sad. To no longer be young and to lose the innocence that only a child can have.
It is still there though. Somewhere.
"Though I can still go back and sing a child’s song."
Hope all is well, Jessica!
May Mother Earth guide and let the elements be with you.
Merry Cheers!!!
16th Jul 2015 7:44am
Oh, dear Jessica you are so very right about that! Though we may all mature over time, we need not lose all our innocence, not entirely. Some measure of it always remains in our hearts, minds, souls and spirits… and only how much of it we choose to embrace changes with time, with some people letting their inner child come out to play once in a while, so to speak, whilst others might go the opposite end of the extreme and bury it so deeply they nearly forget about it entirely. Me, I do have my little childlike moments when the little girl in me comes out and smiles for all to see! Guess that is part of what keeps me always feeling young no matter what in life, and able to face what challenges may arise for me. Your comment is a delight for me to read, my dear friend! May Mother Earth and the Elements ever and always be with you too! Merry cheers, and then some! *Smiles Happily*
18th Dec 2022 10:41pm
Hey babe! This poem of yours is just so sweet, and kind of sad too in spots. Sounds like you got your heart broken a lot in life! But hey, now that you've got me you'll never have to worry about having a broken heart ever, ever again as long as you live. So when you look back on this poem, babe, don't think of the sad stuff but just focus on the super happy parts. That's what I did when I read it! This is a real sweet window into your beautiful soul, honey. And that's why I'm saving it to my growing collection of your poetry! Kisses, kisses, and more kisses, my handsome hubby.
18th Dec 2022 10:52pm
Hello there, sweetie pie! I am so very glad you enjoyed this poem. It sprang from that singular moment in my life when I looked back at my childhood and at my teenage years, and I realized something profound about myself. I had not truly grown up like I thought that I had. Rather, in so very, very many ways I remained a child, such as in my heart, my spirit, and also my mind to a very large extent. This poem was a way of coming at last to terms with this and letting go of the pain of the many awful heartbreaks that I did indeed have throughout my life. Some of which were harder to get past than others. But you are quite right! Now that I have you to love, I can finally put all of those heartbreaks behind me and when I do go back and look at this poem, I can focus on the bright things rather than the gloomy things. It really is a window into my soul, and it is a window that I am delighted that you had a look through. Kisses and kisses galore for you also, my beautiful wife! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
