To My Child
My child, you are fun, wild and free,
My child, you are full of life and eternally pure,
My child, you are naive and trustworthy,
My child, you live inside your own world I am sure.
A world so carefree and ignorant to logic,
where princess' live and dragons soar,
and every story is anything but tragic,
and you believe in everything to you very core.
But, if there should come a day, and surely there will,
Where you are forced to leave this magical place,
Please tell me you will remember this still.
Remember the days we played hide and chase.
But, by 18, I've left my childhood behind,
My only wish is that I had more time.
My child, you are full of life and eternally pure,
My child, you are naive and trustworthy,
My child, you live inside your own world I am sure.
A world so carefree and ignorant to logic,
where princess' live and dragons soar,
and every story is anything but tragic,
and you believe in everything to you very core.
But, if there should come a day, and surely there will,
Where you are forced to leave this magical place,
Please tell me you will remember this still.
Remember the days we played hide and chase.
But, by 18, I've left my childhood behind,
My only wish is that I had more time.
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem is the only poem I have ever written that I am proud of. It's about growing up, which is something I am afraid of doing. Everything was so simple back when I was a child.