vulnerability: something now that seems so silly every child wants to grow so fast to make childhood the past
younger and younger children start to grow up forgetting play time already starting the social climb
where has the innocence gone what has this life done the little girls with little bows already making foes
the little boys with their monster trucks just trying to make a quick buck the old fairy tales blow away with the wind one last whisper; one last "THE END"
Comments for
Visions of Innocence - Visitor's Poem
Hi Amber, thanks for your lovely poem! It reminds me of how when I used to be a young school kid in class, watching time slowly passed by, and wishing I could be all grown up soon. Now that I'm grown up, I look at children with wonder and wish they would enjoy and treasure the short journey of being kids. :-)