When I was child I was a dreamer
and on deep reflection that be true even today
somedays it just doesn't feel
as if I’m a grown up
when I close my eyes
it feels as if I'm still chasing butterflies
catching them in my net
ever hoping the ice cream van
will come rearing round the corner
with its magnificent music playing
from the loud speaker attached to its rooftop
even though I’m dreaming
I know which flavor I’d choose
mint chip and if I was really lucky
a flake on the side
I’d be the first to admit
not having worries really was a gift as a child
not like today
many a moment I sit dreaming
of those times, those much simpler times
that as a child I couldn’t have appreciated
because how was I to know?
so less complicated
so much less complicated than today
so less complicated
than being the writer of this sheet
chasing butterflies?
I'll tell you, somedays…
that's all I can do.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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Comments4
Wonderful memories of childhood captured in chasing butterflies, such a beautiful metaphor. This poem was such a treat to read, and the pic couldn't have been better. Loved it!!
Thank you dear Bella, 🌹
Truly beautiful.
Truly thank you Sir. 🌹
Dear Teddy, a beautiful read. So much enjoyed. I loved your memories. That inner child is never far away. She just has to come out and play once in a while. Visually stunning. Warms the heart dear poet. Pleased I stopped by. Butterflies are so spiritual.
Awe thank you dear Cassie, a brand new write, always nervous to post them. 🌹
It’s strange, but I feel exactly the same about posting new work. A confidence thing 🙂 Have a lovely Wednesday Teddy.
My dear cassie, I've been posting my scribbles for 15 years now. But I can tell you it feels like I'm leaving a photo of myself naked every time, it's so personal and we always hope it won't be ridiculed lol. Be sure I have no naked photos anywhere in any place on earth. LoL thank you for sharing seems I'm not alone. 🌹
Keep chasing them butterflies Teddy.
Those days of our childhood were so good and so innocent, wonderful times much remembered.
Andy
Thank you dear Andy. 🌹
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