Swell Time

Moving forward, just not sure where we're going, but at least we're having a swell time when we do it.



The magic of childhood

Begins to wear

As the conscience

Wanders into a state of understanding.



Acting with a sense of malice.

Becoming selfish.


Just a temporary phase.

Like infancy.

It doesn’t last.

You grow up.

But please do it with caution.

Simple acts and small words

Can burden many lives.


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This entry was posted on March 23, 2014 by in poem and tagged , , , , , , , .
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