ABOVE PHOTO CREDIT–NM

That First Glow
I’ll have to pull myself
In within me
Dig out again
Through the caverns of my being.
I’ve got lost in commercial ad-like dreams
I’ll have to reset my innocence
My childhood, my teenage years as it were
Which I new I would lose
When I was young and turn cynical
and codgy
How will I find a pebble?
Lost fifty years ago?
How will I become eternally optimistic? Again
Like a child
What is the trick?
This is beautifully written and you honed right into the depth of subject. I think many of us have missed ourselves as children and you gave words to a thought that is rarely voiced. I think the child is there, inside each of us. I think we carry that child with us. Merry Christmas, my friend.
Ginene
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Thank You, and a Merry Christmas to you too!
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