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Wishing For Innocence
I caught myself
Playing with my Legos, stuffed animals, and toys,
Yet,
The same joy
No longer had a home
In my young heart,
Chipped, and
Bruised.
So I locked
Them away,
Offering more than one
Longing glance
Back
And felt my eyes
Lose their last
Glow
Playing with my Legos, stuffed animals, and toys,
Yet,
The same joy
No longer had a home
In my young heart,
Chipped, and
Bruised.
So I locked
Them away,
Offering more than one
Longing glance
Back
And felt my eyes
Lose their last
Glow
Published 18th Jan 2018
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18th Jan 2018 5:24am
18th Jan 2018 5:40am
the desire to return to the garden will never leave us....the point before we knew the unholy down the street....love the visuals
Jeff
Jeff
Anonymous
18th Jan 2018 7:35am
Sometimes the memories are bittersweet and it is a flame that needs to die. That feeling is very well expressed in this, the point between longing for those happy memories and knowing that they need to burn out for whatever reason. Great write!
Anonymous
- Edited 22nd Jul 2018 4:46am
18th Jan 2018 12:17pm
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18th Jan 2018 12:28pm
Loved... loved this poem, especially when the world has lost most it's child-like innocence.
19th Jan 2018 7:25pm
