Childhood

Listen to their laughter
Listen to them sing
Watch them on the roundabout
Watch them on the swings
See them playing football
See them beam and glow
Innocence of childhood
Why does it not show…
Us … as we get older
How sweet life could be
If … just now and then
We could look and see …
The child … still deep within us
Gentle simplicity
That years and years obliterate
As we become less free
So caught up in the world
It’s complications too…
Wouldn’t it be nicer
If our childhood lasted through….
All our life upon this earth
It’s gentle innocence
Making mankind kinder………
And maybe have more sense…..

by Philip Vincent Sanders

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Comments (4)

Pristine thoughts... flood the mind, surging like a Water Fall from the first line! I truly enjoyed this poem.(A 10 for you!) Deanna xx .
Beautiful, a door and an opening, what a wonderful thought, light lies behind, Love duncan x
SIR G....GOOD NEWS IZ THAT I LIKE THIS PIECE FROM IT'S METERIND & TIGHT CONSTRUCTION DOWN TO IT'S STELLAR IMAGHERY.............. THE BAD NEWS IS THAT IN SUBMITTING THIS POEM, YOU MUST HAVE CLOSED OFF YOUR USER RATING METER...GO BACK TO ''EDIT YOUR POEMS'' & YOUWILL SEE WHAT I MEAN AT THE BOTTOM OF SCREEN...TELL TRACEY SHE HAS THE SAME SITUATION ON 1 OF HER POEMS (I THINK THE 1 ON YOU OR HERSELF) SHE'LL FIND IT...LET ME KNOW WHEN ALL IS DONE & I'LL JOURNEY BACK OVER TO BOTH SITES & GIV YA YIR JUS' REWARDZZZ! '''''''''''''''''''FRANK
Deep love and thinking in this one Geoff. WELL DONE! Patricia