Just a thought

Unknowing
Lost
In a world
Still growing
Nothing has meaning
Days have no end
Oh, how I wish
To be a child again..

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

this poem splits my thoughts in an array of sparklers and candles ... its a ship without rudder nor mooring ... i want to reach out .. i feel discomfited .. wish i could say an answer .. but one has to press on for ones self ... your poem ignites a deep spiritual journey in my mind .. i want to say ..here is a hand to hold .. its going to come full circle .. don't despair ..
look what you have done to me :) love and peace my friend
E.

[A.marie.speaks]

I'm so glad it provoked you. I wanted more for this one but nothing fit as nice as just these lines so I thought what the hell leave it as is. I wanted it to be like the opening of a door to everyone's personal childhood, make them reminisce and try to reach back to that innocence and fire all kids have that society snuffs out.

[Einstein Noodle]

so many times less is best :) and i agree ..life has plenty roughness to it that knock the spit out of anyone ... its the getting up that counts :)))

[Jimmy Yetts]

The older we get, the more we yearn for the joy and wholesomeness of those early years--our days of grace.
A lovely, touching bit of work, A. Marie!

[A.marie.speaks]

Exactly! Thank you for reading it.

[alifeacoustic]

Yes, this is a long held wish of mine too. As technology makes the world a smaller place, realisation of our part in it makes it even bigger. Wise and thoughtful words, eloquently penned.

[A.marie.speaks]

Thank you! I am attempting to find that spirit my children have, of wonder and curiosity in the world.. why are we forced out of daydreaming? I wish I never misplaced that ability!