Simply put, today's poem in is the muses of an adult thinking back on the world as a child and the world as an adult. It's a good remind of the innocence of youth and the harsh realities of the adult. But, also, I'd like to think that I (and all of us) can remember that magical, whimsy even as adult, regardless of the state of the world.
Word Prompts: Magic, Skinned Knees, Candy, Small World v. Big World
When I Was Younger
When I was younger,
I could see
the magic floating on the air,
and politics never bothered me.
When I was younger,
a skinned knee
was the worst hurt in the world,
compared to that of a broken heart.
When I was younger,
a dollar could
buy all the candy in the world,
today, ten will barely fill your gas tank.
When I was younger,
everything was so small,
now the world as we know it
is so much vast and scary.
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| from MorgueFile |
Dear Readers, leave me a comment, or some love in the comments sections below. What about childhood do you miss, or remember fondly? What would you never want to return to (you don't have to answer that part if you don't want to)? What about being an adult do you fear, or enjoy?
Adulting is sometimes no fun at all. Unless . . . we remain with a child spirit.
ReplyDeleteCaptures the innocence of childhood.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the remembrance of how much candy a dollar could buy :)
ReplyDeleteSpot on!
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