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Dwindling Childhood
JH (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)

Dwindling Childhood

'lie still, and be forevermore a child' Christopher Dowson

Your remote beauty is impressive
but not lovely.
I fear, the sudden aloof awareness
of these barren heights to which
no longer child you foolishly aspire -
and ruthlessly descend -
self banished from your elfin realm;
In which you dwelt and frolicked.

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And it's probably not until your over sixty that you fully appreciate the sweet ironies of growing up... Lovely poem. Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ouch. I'll think on this one. Damn you! :) t x