Oh, to Be a Child Again
From out of the drifting melodies
of childhood memories,
we hope to once more find,
the childish joys of paddling
through the Autumn rain,
listening to the glad refrain,
of being a laughing, playing, child again.
How impatiently we wait to grow up,
and act big, like grown ups do,
forgetting the ever enchanting
fragrant moments of
children's freedom from care.
As we grow older we look back fondly,
and remember how all too quickly
the childhood freedom left us
high and dry on life's rocky road.
Now we fondly wish we could once more gaze
into the crystal ball of yesteryears,
and recall back childhood's glorious freedom,
that now desserts our declining years.
The tumult of the chase of life
dies along the narrow,
twisting street of despair,
down which we trudge
with all of life's burden to bear.
Soon we'll be lifting the latch
to the other world,
remembering all the joys
of being a carefree,
laughing, playing, child again.
of childhood memories,
we hope to once more find,
the childish joys of paddling
through the Autumn rain,
listening to the glad refrain,
of being a laughing, playing, child again.
How impatiently we wait to grow up,
and act big, like grown ups do,
forgetting the ever enchanting
fragrant moments of
children's freedom from care.
As we grow older we look back fondly,
and remember how all too quickly
the childhood freedom left us
high and dry on life's rocky road.
Now we fondly wish we could once more gaze
into the crystal ball of yesteryears,
and recall back childhood's glorious freedom,
that now desserts our declining years.
The tumult of the chase of life
dies along the narrow,
twisting street of despair,
down which we trudge
with all of life's burden to bear.
Soon we'll be lifting the latch
to the other world,
remembering all the joys
of being a carefree,
laughing, playing, child again.
Published by David Lanier
Born and raised in Salt Lake City, Utah. Grew up working in the family business. Worked at the Grand Canyon in'93, and fell in love with the power of nature. Spent some time in the Army. Married for a few ye... View profile
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10 Comments
Post a CommentSo true!!!
I never really was a child in many respects. I had responsibilities thrust on me at any early age. I guess my childhood is sort of played out with my grandchildren. We play all sorts of games and do childlike things together. They love it and I get to experience what I missed.
I know the feeling
:) I truly enjoyed this.
:) I truly enjoyed this.
I think more not of my being a child again, but of my kids being children. Then of my grandchildren. Seems there is always something to look back on with longing. Beautifull job, David.
Great writing.
awesome, David. thanks
Cool.
Very lovely. :-)