J (26th of may / ---)

Little Kid

I Wanna be a little kid again
Skinned knees Healed quicker
Than Broken Hearts
I use to cry over broken toys
But now I cry over losing boys
Mummy and Daddy use to think I was cute
Now I feel as if they hate me
Money, clothes and boys is all I really want
When I was a kid it was
Toys, Lollies and more toys
It's funny how life changes
As you grow older each year
But luckily we still have memories
Of our fun loving childhood years

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...delightful Jess, never lose the need to be a child. This is a line from my poem Of Child - 'oh sweet and lovely phase of child, you'll age, oh shame, oh pity'.
we just grow out of each age, grow out of old selves like a bloom.