Childhood

I skip and jump and run so free,
I dream of what I'd like to be.
Will I a lawyer or doctor be...
I guess we'll have to wait and see.
Don't hurry me...for now I play,
I'd really have it no other way!
Don't saddle me with fear and dread,
that a loser I might be instead.
I dream of riches, fame, and more,
I stand before an open door.
Don't label me when I am young,
to end my song before it is sung.
Let me enjoy these few younger years,
before I start to worry about all my fears.
                                                                P.R. Deremer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Ross Avatar
April 7, 2024 at 6:50 PM
Love it! We rush and condition are children to grow up into a cold calculated robots. If we let them bloom into the beautiful beings they were ment to be. Society wouldn't have lost its child like sense of wonder.
Tran Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 1:04 PM
GOSH, I'M FEELING YOUR POEMS!! YOU MAKE ME WANNA SMILE AND DANCE!! THANKS!!
Deremer Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 1:36 PM
Thank you! You go ahead and smile and dance!!! It's fun!
Heemstra Avatar
July 19, 2015 at 8:40 PM
Cherish that childhood, after 21 the ages will go by faster. A very nice poem. Thank you.
Deremer Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 1:38 PM
Hee Hee. I'm a child of 61 and yes, it did go by fast. Have a great day!
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