We were all young once

When I was little 
Curious and small 
Fairytales and adventures 
Were painted upon my wall 
My head stuffed with imagination 
I lived with no boundaries 
Delighted by new activities 
Amazed by a new inventions 
I was invisible and free 
Happy of simply being me 

On a white canvas 
My paint brush created a new master piece 
I drew a magnificent sunrise 
Outlined by purple butterflies 
Inspired by the birds, the grass and the trees 
They gave me comfort in need 
I loved to lay on the grass 
To gaze at the clouds 
Say "hello" to the sun 
And feel the caress of the wind 

I believed that I could fly in the blue 
Climb the highest mountains 
Hold the twinkling stars in embrace 
And see mother Earth from outer space 
Daydreaming of new world 
Where everything would be permitted 
I didn't have to pretend 
Nature was my friend 

I danced 
I skipped 
Round and round 
In the yard and all over again 
My dress twirling with the air 
But tears streamed down 
When I tripped and fell on the ground 
It was to ma'as despair 
I got freaked for a little while 
But a band aid wiped my mourning 
And maa's loving heart erased my pain 
So that I could go back and dance again 

Once upon a time 
I was read at bedtime 
A kiss on my forehead 
Tired, I went to bed 
The princesses, fairies and pirates 
Followed me into slumberland 
While the bright moonlight 
And it's shining friends 
They sung of legends 
Protecting me while I dreamed 
From the monsters under my bed 

I wanted to become everything 
From astronaut, superstar and detective 
To fisherman, artist and acrobat 
To be the best, how exciting! 
I knew that I was capable of doing 
But why are the grownups laughing? 
''That's impossible'' they said 
''You have way too much imagination'' they said ''Grow up and be good'' 
Could someone tell me why? 
And as I grew up with time 
I learned about the ''real world'' 
In this society of lies 
Full of hate, stress and crimes 

Life seen by a child's mind is beautiful. 
Love felt by a genuine soul is unconditional. 
But now look at what we've become. 
Now, Earth is crying and our children, dying. 
We have to see further than our own eyes. 
Because this is the only way to survive. 
To start loving again with our hearts that once were young...

Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

This was a different approach to finding yourself that I wasn't expecting, but I think it worked really well. We do have such a magical perception of life when we are younger, and we get so jaded as we learn more about the world. I really liked how you ended it with the message that we should try to gain back some of our childhood innocence. I have always felt that the world would be better if we still thought more like children.

[Dandelion]

Thank you for commenting! Indeed, this is exactly the message I wanted to pass to everyone.

[Arsh]

You just wrote this with all of your heart... No doubt! And.. I do agree with you whatever you`ve just sent to this world `bout living together with peace.. but sweety.. the world`s became very bad. It ain`t even hear what the God tells it. Anyway, what we all can do to keep it sane is ... living with peacefully as long as the heart`s living into the core of our body. Keep writing. I like even really felt this wonderful write written by your beautiful heart! ;)

[Sami Khalil]

"Life seen by a child's mind is beautiful. Love felt by a genuine soul is unconditional. But now look at what we've become. - "

I like the message in this wonderful poem...Thank you for sharing...:).................

[Dandelion]

I'm happy that you liked it. Thanks for reviewing :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)........................

[Roger Turgeon]

I am reminded of an amusement park ride that held so much joy and surprise when I was young, but now I only see the faded paint, worn out hinges, and dirty grease

[Dandelion]

The way we see things changes a lot with time. Thanks for reviewing!