Age of Innocence

First day of school
Terrified, leaving Mommy, big bus ride
In love with teacher
Not the stinky girls
Christmas lights, sparkly and bright
Toys, toys, toys
Lincoln logs, six guns, raccoon hat
Big red coaster bike
Neighborhood boys
Running, fighting, sand lot baseball
Cub Scouts, playing army
Matchbox and marbles, my dog Skipper
Secret fort, no girls allowed, maybe just one
Holding hands, my first kiss
Summer break is finally here
Swimming, fishing, kick the can
Out until street lights come on, mother calling
Age of Innocence 
Until Mr. Kennedy died
Then life wasn't so simple any longer

My Youth Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Craig Cornish
12/10/18
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gauthier Avatar
December 16, 2018 at 9:04 PM
Love your stroll across your youth. Your poem ends perfectly. I too remember the day innocence died while glued to the tv set shaken by the tone of alarmed voices reporters.
Mcguire Avatar
December 16, 2018 at 11:09 PM
That is exactly the way it was for me too.
Cunningham Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 12:27 PM
Wow, memories from the past. Well written Timothy, where did those years go. Tom
Mcguire Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 6:02 PM
I don't know. The older we get the faster time flies
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