Childhood Innocence
I long for the days of childhood innocence
The days where the greatest joys in life were drawn from toys and books
When being pulled into a warm, affectionate squeeze meant forgiveness
Life where I didn’t worry for my looks
What I would give for just one day in the past
My youthful neighbour who has only had 4 years will live the life I once had
It is almost like I have been recast
In the story that some call life-
And may I add
The same story that can be ended with an evil soul holding a knife
This poem is about:
Me
Our world