Innocence

Where are my wellies?

I wantΒ  splish splash

In giant puddles

Funny game

Hold my hand

Fast skip with me

Please to the swings

Higher, higher, hold tight

Touch you little birdie

Can you see me

Fly with you?

What’s for tea?

Chips and beans for me

And for afters cake

Not little piece?

I’ve been good

Today.

Sleepy now

No! Not going to bed yet

A little bit longer

To remember

Innocence

 

 

  21 comments for “Innocence

  1. January 31, 2019 at 9:05 am

    Awesome! Love the childhood innocence.

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  2. January 31, 2019 at 9:27 am

    Your words are beautiful in their innocence ……

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    • January 31, 2019 at 10:45 am

      Ah bless you, thanks Ivor :O) Hope you’re still progressing well on the road to recovery xx

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      • January 31, 2019 at 11:17 am

        Oh, those were the days , good memories.. xx

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  3. January 31, 2019 at 10:06 am

    So sweet, Jasper and I walked past the local play park last night and there was a little boy playing on the slides and he just didn’t want to go home. I enjoyed having a big ride on the swings so this really resonated tonight.

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    • January 31, 2019 at 10:46 am

      Swings are the best aren’t they ;O) x

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      • January 31, 2019 at 10:48 am

        I think so .. we walked past there tonight and there was an older guy swinging his way towards the sky… he was having ball. I love to see that. πŸ™‚

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      • January 31, 2019 at 11:03 am

        Yep, whatever age you are, being on a swing and flying upwards can’t help but bring a smile to your face :O) x

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  4. jessierenea
    January 31, 2019 at 2:03 pm
  5. January 31, 2019 at 4:07 pm

    Sounds like a sweet lullaby.

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  6. January 31, 2019 at 4:13 pm

    I love this poem………..I feel that child-like desire every day in my heart. It’s not a whole lot of fun some days to be a grown up. πŸ™‚

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    • February 1, 2019 at 5:39 am

      The longer we hold on to our inner child the better 😊 XX

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      • February 2, 2019 at 6:15 am

        I so agree with you! πŸ™‚ Our inner child is what gets me through the tough days.

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  7. blindzanygirl
    January 31, 2019 at 7:26 pm

    Aww. Lovely Lusa d

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  8. January 31, 2019 at 11:34 pm

    A wonderful portrayal of life through a child’s eyes

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  9. February 1, 2019 at 6:22 am

    Oh I absolutely love this, Lisa! Childhood was so magical, wasn’t it? The days seemed to last forever and we never really worried about time. We played all day and let our imagination just go wild. This really made me think of my childhood. Beautiful, beautiful poem, my dear friend! πŸ’•β˜ΊοΈ xx

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