Today my eyes were opened,
lids lifted just to see,
picture perfect similarities,
in the child that was me.
I saw pictures of a little one,
that I just could not remember,
she played carefree and lightly,
such a flash - a glowing ember.
Memory longing to see aging,
but now what have I to care?
Time was stolen from my mindset,
tell me just what once was there...
Was I ever golden, sunny,
did I ever smile like that?
In my hand a parasol,
wearing a fancy, dressy hat.
Little child, what did happen
to the faithful kid I knew?
Merging knowledge with what we call life,
the once-clean mind is through.
Author notes
I came across some old photos sent to me, one being of me as a child in a ruffly dress with a parasol and frilly hat...I remembered a memory I had, longing to know what I would be like when I turned thirteen. I am now nearly eighteen, and I find little joy in being older, and facing the complexities of life.
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well written rhyming poem.
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Memories some times can be very painful.
But others very enjoyable and exciting.
A very well written piece.
Thanks for entering the contest.
Good Luck -
real nice
memories of changing, memories of feeling cheated out of youth.
dear little one, as you grow and find the peace of who you are you will stop resenting the memories of losing youth and realize each memory is a step in what has made you the perfect person you are today.
the meter was good and the words chosen well to present the picture. it was a joy to read.
be blessed with peace and acceptance of who you are.
i know G_d is happy you are you.
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very pretty poem. unfortunately, not concrete. a concrete poem does not refer to the context of the actual writing but how it is formed or the shape. when i look at the poem without reading it I should see something. For example a love poem with the words shaping a heart.
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Sorry for my rudeness in the removal. It's 2:30 and I'm exhausted.
Anyways, I did take a moment to read this:
This poem is gorgeous. The words are serene and touching, so vivid and beautiful. I love the tone and the flow is so smooth, so delicate. This is an extraordinary poem.
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