The Child Inside

by Jeff Weiner   Mar 26, 2011


Toys we gained through the years
Playing in a world our own,
Mostly to hide our lonely tears,
Still wondering when we had grown,

As adults our toys have changed
Now playing at bigger cost,
Bicycles and go carts exchanged
Questioning when our childhood was lost,

Deep inside, the child we see
Wanting to come out and play,
Occasionally we set them free
Reliving our long lost day

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  • 12 years ago

    by rayre words

    Asking where our childhood went is a popular topic, and you did it well mate. Thanks for sharing the thoughts on PnQ. Best of luck!

  • 13 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    Your title draws the reader in immediately. simple, straight and hard hitting verse. lovely!

    peace,
    shobhana

  • 13 years ago

    by keithnwv

    So close to home !!!! Where did my time go. Childhood is over but some still play childish games. Great expression of your feelings.... and mine!!

  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    Amazing, I already mentioned the upper case thingy in a previous comment, so for less babbling..aamzing..

    I too wonder what happens to my childhood years, and when did I grow up..

    and I too miss, being silly..
    btw I too hate adults games :)

    5/5
    amazing poem,
    am so proud of your potential in poetry
    well done

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