Caren Krutsinger Poet Sonnet

I Was Afraid of Losing Me

I could not wait to grow all the way up.  			
It was my goal since I was a young pup.			
Peter Pan was my hero, thunder struck.			
I dreamed of having his wisdom and luck.		
A fear was to lose child-like thinking			
That dendrites would stop winking and blinking.	
Forgetting about the homeless and sad,
Aware of the existence of the bad,
Part of my fear was rooted in pure muck,
Idealism had a chance to buck,
I was scared of losing the real me.			
And kind ears that heard, and clear eyes to see.		
I could not wait to grow all the way up			
But stay young inside, as a fresh young pup.

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Susan Ashley February 23, 2018 at 12:45 PM Oh Caren, to grow up and still remain a child at heart untainted by the harsh realities of life, and still retain the freedom and creativity of child-like thinking would be amazing.. I think in many ways though, as poets, we do.. Thank God :) A beautiful and thought provoking sonnet with lovely expression. Warmest wishes. Susan Caren Krutsinger August 20, 2018 at 12:53 AM Thank you Susan. I did not see this comment until today, six months later. I still appreciate it.

Line Gauthier February 15, 2018 at 2:41 PM Charming, Caren. I like your style. Caren Krutsinger February 23, 2018 at 12:31 PM Thank you. You are my first follower, and I appreciate it.

Silent One February 14, 2018 at 7:12 AM A great sonnet, If only we could all go to Never Never Land.. Caren Krutsinger February 15, 2018 at 1:16 PM Thank you, Silent One. I had to look up Sonnet to see what it was, and I realized I had been writing them for awhile. I appreciate it!

Arturo Michael February 13, 2018 at 6:28 PM You will probably remain a pup...One of my heroes is Peter Pan...I've quite a few... including the Pink Panther... A lovely poem indeed...I enjoyed it...All the best Caren Caren Krutsinger February 14, 2018 at 7:02 AM Thank you Michael. I have had a lovely time the past few days, remembering that I once was a poet, and I have always remained a child. This comment helped reinforced me. I appreciate it.