Childhood Sonnet
Childhood Sonnet
I think of you often
And times that we knew.
Most were such glad times
And life was still new.
Childhood was shared
With others so dear --
We were just kids then –
And life was so clear.
Now we look back in wonder
And ask ourselves why
If times were so happy
Then why do we cry?
Thus, sonnets are posted
When childhood is toasted.
Written by John Posey
8/11/14
Copyright © John Posey | Year Posted 2014
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