<![CDATA[Inside the Elementary School Yards, a Poem]]>The loss of our innocence, still so very, quick, in less than a blink of an eye, it’s, totally, gone from us, and no matter how hard we’d attempted to grab hold, it’d still, slipped, right on by, translated…

The Childhoods of CEOs, Sucking on the Ice Creams

The Smiling Faces, Melted, into the Warm Sunshines

The Balloons Popped, as They Ought to, Like

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How Those Daydreams Had, Started, Crying, with No Warning Signs

Careless Over, the World, Watching

In the Cries, You Can Always Hear that Melody

Flipping Things Backwards, Even the School Principals Had

Difficulties Differentiating if It’s the Rains, or Talking in Sleep

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No Matter How We’d Hopped Around, it’s Always the Month of May

The Naughty Children, Welcoming in the Bliss of Springtime

After Passing Through This Level, You’re Still Considered Young

Those Innocent Eyes, Ran Around Like the Flickering Lights from the Fireflies

This, is what childhood is, filled with so much innocence, and whilst we’re living in those years, we rarely realize how easily that innocence can get stripped from us, until it’s, too late, then, we’re all, adults!

 

 

 

 

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