Childhood Poem 2

do you find yourself missing the innocence of childhood? I do.


Endless energy exertions, mindless manic motions.
Unaware, unfazed, untroubled.
Cared for, Cradled and cuddled.
Wondrous, Willing, wild – that is the life of a child.

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