CHILD WITHIN
Run and run until the day was done, fun in the sun,
Not a care, chasing butterflies within the wind.
A book that’s numbered beginning with one until it’s done,
I played in the sun, playing and laughing with children no more.
A child within an adult that would one day find a way out,
Child within, the older we get always seeking a part we once were.
Our faces do change, lines appear in the light, older by night,
Hair turns color as the seasons turn into years, eyes show more.
One less fear, a new one is here, another tear, dried with the years,
I see where I’ve been, we all walk our ongoing road, we have a child within.
Keith Garrett
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Fabulous! Love your turns of phrase. Older by night. Dried by years. Beautiful way of thinking.
-Neru
Thanks so much
On Sun, Apr 14, 2019 at 8:08 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Yes, I see you!
Thank you for reading.
On Sun, Apr 14, 2019 at 8:10 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Thanks for reading
Wonderful poem! As we mature, we remain as young as possible in our hearts and minds.
Thanks for reading.
On Tue, Apr 16, 2019 at 7:02 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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