When did childish images fade
Innocence lost while memories made
Time has stolen candy coated dreams
And traded them for get-rich-quick schemes
Grow a few feet and at what inch,
Does our confidence begin to flinch?
Ears grow larger but we listen less,
To the sounds of the earth and more to the mess.
In the mirror, no longer see
A princess or a hero, I just see me.
In our youth, we knew the meaning of grass
The trees, and the mud all sang in tune,
Alas! we were never home by noon.
Adventure and romance once admired,
Until responsibilities and bills were acquired
Though in our growth, we learned a lot
Much was gained, however, much was lost
Each day that passes reminds me, we can never go back
To the memories of mudedd knees and mid-day snacks
Is it so wrong to want to be this young?
To wish for joy without getting stung?
I want to go back to when life was simpler and kind
When it was easier to achieve an enormous heart and growing mind.
To learn is to grow
And as adults we ought to know,
When the road presents flowers, take a deep breath
Jump off of rocks and never fear death
When apples grow on trees, stop yourself and eat
When you ride the bus, always be ready to give up your seat
As you go about your day, don’t see it as mundane
Listen to others, and sing their pain away
Growing up is hard to do,
But remember, others go through it too.
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Author:
Leya Virago (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Thinking back on the loveliness of the childlike mindset. Sometimes it seems like it would be good for me to revert back and see the world the way I did when I was younger. I just want to be young at heart. Don't we all?
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A thought I’ve pondered many a time they say hatred and negativity aren’t natural - they have to be taught! Children see the good and fun in the world until were taught otherwise love your rhyming style!
Thank you
Thank you for the read friend. Your comments are much appreciated!
Loved this very thoughtful and well written poem! Lots of deep meaningful ideas.
Thank you I am glad you enjoyed reading!
Very good meaningful write. Those days of youth are always treasured.
Thanks Goldie,
I much appreciate you reading.
I enjoyed your poem, virago. I also sometimes wish i were a child again. Back then, my father protected me from any danger.
Thank you for reading friend.
The lessons we learn as children will follow us through life. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem on growing up. Nicely written. Keep up the good work! 🙂
Thanks for going back and reading some more of my writing. Very kind words that are much appreciated. Will be reading some more of yours soon as well.
Yes, I'd like to go back and read everyone's writing, but the phone rings and I am forced to log off...like now. It's hard to get a one hour block of time. 🙂
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