Epilogue
This child
once collected
cute
little buttons
and
stamps.
Innocence
gets replaced
once
we become
adults
and its sad
like a loss
of simple
of joy,
like collecting
the shells
and hearing
waves simmer
in their place
of birth.
I wish
we could have
stayed
as children
as they didn't
destroy
just played
with toys
and dolls.
Amused.....
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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