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Big old dusty album on my lap

Flipping through simpler times

When the worst curse I knew was 'crap'

And saying it was pretty much a crime


I ran around carelessly

I jumped on the bed

I had not a bit of courtesy

My heart controlled my head


My biggest problem back then

Was finishing my homework

Once I was done with that was when

Around fantasy books I'd lurk


I had dreams, I had hope

I was shy, but I wasn't ignored

And then I had to say goodbye

Leave the perfect and move forward


To an age of highs and lows

To a hundred responsibilities and woes

To heart wrenching blows

It's just part of growing up I suppose


But every now and then, I do open up albums

And smile at the pure happiness of a child

At toothless grins and accomplishments

And wish I could go back and be that wild


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I really miss my childhood, like most people do. It was the happiest time of my life and absolutely carefree. I have a photo of me when I was around 8 years old, with one of my front teeth missing, but smiling so widely because I had finally learnt to drive my bicycle without any supports! The happiness in that photo is so infectious, so one can stop themselves from smiling when they see it. I just wish I felt that happy about anything at all these days...but it always feels like I don't really deserve it. But I'm glad I had such a nice childhood that I can look back at with joy in my heart, because that's a special thing in itself.

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With love,

Loonazure

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