Childhood memories flash before my eyes
As I sit and wonder where the time flies
Gone are the days of carefree play
Replaced with responsibilities every day
Growing up too fast, it seems so clear
The pressure to succeed, to persevere
To leave behind childish things and ways
To face the world and all its displays
The innocence lost, the naivete gone
As I realize how much I have grown
No longer a child, but not yet an adult
Navigating the world, the journey is tumult
Longing to go back to simpler times
To leave behind the pressures and the grinds
To relive the moments of carefree glee
And be the child I used to be
But life moves on, and time won't wait
As I accept my fate, embrace my state
I hold onto the memories of the past
And move forward, growing up too fast.
YOU ARE READING
Time's Wings
Non-Fictionmy second book of poems about time and aging written about two years ago
