Our Innocent Years

Our Innocent Years short poem

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Our innocent years and times gone by
I remember too well when I was a child.
Eating ice cream and playing hide and seek
climbing trees and scuffed knees.
Apple pie my gran would bake, Toffee apples and strawberry cake.
The magic we shared with imaginative glee; Father Christmas
and the tooth fairy. For them only to fade as we age, our imaginative
thoughts are taken away. They teach us in school of how we should be,
To grow up and take responsibility. But as I get older I’d much sooner be
back as a child with my imaginative side, I’ll imagine a life different to this
no more worries a life of bliss.

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born in Liverpool UK now live in Preston Lancashire all my poems are from my heart. Writing poetry is therapeutic for me gets my emotions out in the open
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