There is a silent wonder
in the eyes of a child
a simple, yet beautiful grace
before innocence is defiled
There are wishes and hopes
dreams left to pursue
goals and achievments
and plenty of time to do
In a race to get older
chasing adventures as they appear
children look at the world
without an ounce of fear
No hardships or self doubt
plague the mind of the young
only inspiration and wonder
for those who's bell is yet rung
I wish to go back
to memories so dear
a time when my future
was so wondrously clear
alas time does not pause
and it never goes back
so don't grow up my darlings
adulthood's a trap.
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