Where is my childhood ?

Through roots once torn, new hopes proceed.

The field lies bare, the swing alone,

Where once was laughter, life had shone.

Man’s childhood lost, a fleeting seed,

Uprooted now, by fate’s cruel deed.

The moment’s smile, a voice so sweet,

Now silent halls, no song, no greet.

Once sulking, then a friend in play,

Today the world has slipped away.

Through roots once torn, new hopes sway.

Friends once near, now gone from sight,

Innocence torn, like leaves in night.

Where lies the courtyard of our dreams?

The echo fades, or so it seems.

Where echoes laughter, soft and fair?

Where lingers that sweet fragrant air?

O Time, reveal where youth hath flown,

O Time, show me my childhood gone.

Through roots once torn, new hopes proceed.

Man's childhood lost,a fleeting seed

Reviews

[Gray C. Sweet]

This is beautiful! You have an amazing sense of rhythm and flow, and your rhyme feels natural and classic rather than forced.
I think my favorite part is:
Where echoes laughter, soft and fair?
Where lingers that sweet fragrant air?
8 syllable lines just scratch an itch, you know?
Well done!

[carl]

great title - well said verse and rhyme- great questions that all have to ask at a certain age - enjoyed your work - favorite lines - Where lies the courtyard of our dreams? The echo fades, or so it seems. - carl

[Davidgeo]

You should make the font larger