Poem -
Never Land
(fairy dust)
Sleep sweetly
in childhood grace
When mom and dad are
But a room away
In amidst midnight terrors
One finds a need to find your bed
In the anxieties of the grown up world
I wish for the ease of childhood
When in the mire of parent hood
I feel a tinge of never would
If I had known then what I do now
Id have bailed out for Peter Pan's isle
Tried to shake ole Tinker Bell for a dash of fairy dust
So I could fly to never land
To where I would never grow up or get old
Where my parents would not die and go
where money and society were not a big deal so
A person could live life care free
Not worrying about grown kids and their sanity
Or the arrows of guilt they shoot at me
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Comments
Ohhh Violet, felt this one! If only we could let it all go and live in perfect childhood forever. We cannot wait to grow up as children and it is a well guarded secret by adults ( just like childbirth) that we will face much horror to achieve our dreams. Great write ?
Marion sweet pea thank you for your insightful well received comments.
I guess my topics are age related. Just a few years ago it might have been more mature content. But these days I am just not feeling it ..as you said I'd rather have a cuppa. :)
Violet
Ooh and ouch. Yes childbirth thank God I don't have to worry about that one ever again. Hysterectomy and age are taking care of that wonderful concern plus. You have to have sex to get pregnant. Aha!! Well there is artificial insemination. I guess I am getting old. wow how the world has changed.