Disappearing Childhood
Once all I wanted was to.....
Grow up,
Fend for myself,
Have a job I chose,
A job I loved;
Now I am not so sure....
That I want the responsibility,
The power;
I am starting to wish that...
I had not wished my childhood away,
I had not squandered it,
I could stay young forever;
But I don't think the child in me......
Ever has to leave,
Or grow up forever;
As I grow up....
The black and white world is bolder,
The world of grays I knew as a child is fading,
The soft grays of myths and legends are turning to the harsh black and white
Everyone believes in,
The black and white world is solid,
And can be proven,
The gray is little more than cotton fluff in a gale;
My childhood is disappearing before my eyes....
I will miss the freedom,
But I will never lose the child in me.
Copyright © Amelia Harmon | Year Posted 2011
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