Paul Schneiter Poet Rhyme

Innocence Lost

Where, I wonder, do childhood dreams go—
Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Jack Frost.
There must be a place, don't you know?
Must be a place for innocence lost.

Our parents endowed our tender years
With legends that made life enchanting.
Elves and fairies wiped away tears,
And were generous in their granting.

But boys and girls are young for a wink—
Their childhood dreams left behind.
Where do they go?  I'm inclined to think
Straight into another generation's mind.

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John Hardison June 2, 2016 at 10:36 PM Softly written heart felt rhyme, Congratulation on being featured this week Peace, Love and Joy. Paul Schneiter June 2, 2016 at 11:26 PM Thank you, John, for your kind words. I value them, and I appreciate them. I hope all is well with you and your cherished ones.

Daver Austin June 2, 2016 at 1:48 PM Just kid stuff, but this old kid (86) can't let go. Kids are wonderful. Congrats on the selection. daver Paul Schneiter June 2, 2016 at 11:30 PM Thank you for your comment, daver: kids are wonderful. I hope you don't let go yet; heck, you won't be 100 for another 14 years. Thanks for stopping by and all good wishes.